Facing Our Fears

Tommy's school had their annual Oktoberfest today and Tommy was given the opportunity to ride a pony. Somehow I was able to convince him to get on and he decided to go for his first ever pony ride. I had agreed to walk beside him and never let go for even a second. He was excited while I put him on but when he realized the horse was actually going to move, this was his reaction:



He asked me to let him get off at least 4 times during the ride and I kept saying that he had to wait until it was done. In the last 30 seconds it almost seemed as if he was enjoying himself. As soon as I got him off, he happily posed with his new friend.