After the train ride, the kids played on the playground for a bit, and then we got in line for the ponies, and here they are, Norah to the far right, waiting their turns whilst getting a feel for their helmets.
Here's Norah and I while we were waiting. And yes, she is pretty much always tattooed. She's obsessed with her "ink" and asks for fresh ones as soon as they wear off. Good thing they're cheap: I think the original package was a couple hundred tattoos for, like, $2. Much cheaper than real ink ;)
Finally, it was Norah's turn to ride her pony, and as luck would have it, she got assigned the biggest pony. She loved it. She got to circle the corral 4 times, and she kept reaching forward to pet her pony, and Jerry told me that she kept saying, "Wow!" Despite how fun she thought it was, I didn't get a single pic of her smiling, but what is funny about every pic of her riding is that her helmet is crooked everytime: