My dad has always said that you're not a real cowboy until you get bucked off a horse.
My 8-year-old has been in 4H this year, and she showed her horse at the fair Saturday. Now that the show is over I've told her we can ride and do whatever she wants rather than practice for show. We were playing tag yesterday when somehow her foot slipped out of the stirrup at the same time the horse spooked. In short, she was thrown in a cloud of dust.
After a brief conversation to check that she wasn't seriously hurt, she breaks out in a big grin revealing all the dirt and debris in her teeth. "Am I a real Cowgirl now?" she asked.
That's MY cowgirl!