Because of our recent trip to Baguio, I was somehow pushed into digging up my old albums…
I found this photo of tatay {my father} taking me horseback riding when I was six {or seven?} in Baguio. I actually have no recollection whatsoever of that event in my life. Thank God I have these photos to remind me how sweet my tatay is and how lucky I am.
Just as lucky as my little girl, taken horseback riding by her sweet daddy in Tagaytay last year. I remember how happy she was and how tired her daddy was….
And I could distinctly recall how she tolds me she wanted to wear an equestrian riding apparel {which she called horseback riding costume} next time she goes horseback riding.
