Both my boys pretty much grew up on horses. We owned a feedlot and I barrel raced. They started out riding with me and graduated into having their "own". They didn't ever compete or show they just enjoyed riding and goofing around. At rodeos I would have one on my horse with me warming up and after a run I would hop off at the gate and throw up one of the boys to cool out the horse. In the feedlot, the boys enjoyed taking cattle that had been treated that day back to the pens. They would also sit up on their geldings playing Gameboys as we ran through cattle through the chute. We spent hours playing tag and jousting (with pool noodles). It was just part of our lifestyle.
But it all started to change with the divorce. My ex and his mother did a good job of pulling the boys away from the horses. And then first my younger son's horse died of old age. A year later I lost my older son's gelding and my barrel horse in an accident. That was the end of horses for the boys even though I did purchase new horses a year later.
Now, at 16 and 18, my boys don't ride at all unless I force them and I am not going to do that. My older son will take care of my horses if I am away though. Except every year at Christmas time one or both of the boys will hop on and take a ride with me. I just have to accept that they are fine young men who have their own interests, they don't have to share mine.
But here is Brody with all three of my horses at Christmas this year...
BTW I totally love his hair, he styles in the same as my husband. They gotta be the only two people in the whole world.