Of course, we all like to support our children's interests but don't we all secretly wish they'll develop a passion for something cheap and quiet, like drawing with crayons on paper or sitting quietly in the corner reading library books which are always, always returned on time? So imagine the equal parts of pride and financial dread in my heart as I watched my two year old efficiently handle a pony.
Am I facing a future of agistment fees and rainy afternoons, sipping cups of soup in a drizabone, shivering and waiting for the gymkhana to finish?
On another note: working full time, parenting and having any time to oneself - how do people do it? Indeed, can it be done?