A Horse to Ride

When I was young, one of my favorite toys was the bouncing horse, probably because I never had the opportunity to have one.  I did however have the next best thing, my older sister’s pink elephant!  I LOVED that elephant to death.  I rode it around every chance I could get.  It had no wheels or springs or anything that would make it move, but it was the perfect size for me to ride.  I would hold it tight and lift up the both of us with all my might and hop about while holding onto its ears.  This of course drove my sister crazy, but I was just as happy as could be hopping about.  I may have only been two, but I remember it clearly.   Today’s sketch is an ode to what would have been my bouncing horse with me happily on it’s back.  Below that is the picture I stumbled onto today which started me thinking about this:  me and that fantabulous elephant I loved so much.

Britt : )