Sentimental Saturday on Monday. I'm growing up to be one of those people who is often late. I just wasn't feeling very sentimental over the weekend.

Today I was reorganizing some stuff and I came across Tonka's tag that he wore in the BLM corrals. It came off just before he loaded into the trailer to come home to me.
Someday I will make some sort of shadowbox frame to display his stuff in, but for now it stays in a file.

That made me nostalgic, and I had to go back and read my post about Tonka's adoption. Reading it brought tears to my eyes again. I love my horse. If you read it you'll see I write about Tracey and her darling daughter, and about Anchor, but with much less knowledge of them than I have now. They didn't have names then. Well, I'm sure Tracey and Darling did, but I didn't know them yet. :)

Also while transferring my files from a tiny file box to the bigger file cabinet I got today, I found this:

My baby boy's wrist was so tiny! The weird thing is, this comes after an afternoon of watching old videos of my adorable kids, and my sister telling me today that I have to have another kid since she can't. I know that's crazy talk, but they're so wonderful when they're little. I wish they didn't have to grow up. Not that I don't think they're wonderful now, and I'm sure they'll be wonderful as adults but in different ways. But they're so snuggly and sweet and hilarious when they're little. It would be a bad idea to have another, but apparently I need a toddler fix. Della? May I borrow yours? I know, he says, "My is a CHILD," but I think he's jumping the gun a bit.

Lea suggested that we all post something we're thankful for, every day between now and Thanksgiving. Today I am thankful that I have such sweet children.

I hope you all had a wonderful Monday!

Anchor is still making wonderful progress. Check out how well he's leading!

Yeah, it's not perfect, but it's great.

In other rather mundane news, I cleaned off my desk today! Seriously, I barely had room to use the mouse.

I thought I'd take a few pictures to share with you all.

A beautiful blue won by Tonka, a pot my daughter colored for me, inside which are some dried gingko leaves from my grandpa's tree. Lying flat is the one and only shoe I have that was worn by one of my horses, which I pulled immediately upon purchase and never had her shod again. The cool cowgirl postcard book I got at Cowgirl Chocolates.

Cards I made and never sent. I am horrible at sending cards, even Thank You cards. It's one of my bigger sources of guilt in life.Tonka! Tracey made this for me a couple years ago. It actually lives in a baggie because I can't stand the thought of it getting dusty.

Still a mess, but a more organized mess. Horse books, horse magazines, horse shoes, horse videos, papers about horses... I think I might be horse crazy. And I love that hat. I got it here.
My rope is now out where I must look at it and remember that I meant to make things. I'll make halters with the colored rope, maybe a few fiadors with the white, and I think I'll turn the half finished cotton lead into a couple sets of hobbles.

I adore this bumper sticker that Della gave me a long, long time ago. The cards - Christmas cards I never sent. Hoping to do so this year. Maybe I should start now. The pen cup is one of my treasures. It came from the Appaloosa Museum before they were forced to stop using that design.
So, I hope I didn't bore you to death! This is just a very small sample of some of the things I'm sentimental about. It could never post them all, and if I did it might drive you nuts! If I remember, I might start a Sentimental Saturday tradition here at Mustang Saga. That might be fun.

I challenge you to post pictures of some of your tiny treasures on your blog. If you do, leave a comment here so I can come look!