Went on a trail ride yesterday. Aires was acting like a two-year-old...finally. Lol He acted like he'd never seen a saddle pad, never seen a saddle, had never been bridled before. Took him in the round pen to work the sillies out and he actually bucked! He's NEVER offered to buck in the round pen or with a saddle on. I lunged him a bit until he was settled down. Went to mount him off the mounting block and he would not stand still, so I led him to a mounting step thing that's at the front of the barn and he stood beautifully. Once I was on him, he started walking off as I reached down to catch my stirrup. I sat up, deepened my seat, pulled back on the reins and said "Ho"...and the little bugger grabbed the bit and trotted off with me. Lol I one-rein stopped him and he was like "Oh! That's what you meant!" We walked out of the driveway onto the road and he was all head up, ears forward "OMG!" Once we got to the main road to cross to the trail head, he settled down and was his normal level-headed self. We crossed the road and there was this bag that was as big as I was (literally) kind of flapping in the wind and he completely ignored it, even though my friend's arab was looking at it like it might eat him. Then a semi came barreling down the road from behind us and he didn't even flinch. We rode for about an hour and he was great. We only had one hiccup on the way back. My friend's gelding slipped on the pavement (not sure if he slipped or tripped or what, but his shoes kind of rang on the pavement in an odd way) and Aires did this little leap forward and was all "What was that?!" but was fine after that. He's such a goob.