We ended up parking right next to the stables so we got out of the car and came face to face with about 20 horses. Zach was scared and thrilled all at once. When the match started we witnessed one of the few times in recent history that Zach stood totally still to watch the horses run up and down the field. As you can imagine "horses, horses, horses" was said in rapid fire, broken up only by "ball, ball, ball." He will still mention the horses every now and again with a big smile on his face. We might have to go back. Not many other places to see 100+ beautiful horses in the city of Houston.
"Yes, Zachary we are going over there towards the horses. Can you please just cheese for me?"
About to go stomp the divots.
Not that we knew what we were doing at the time,
we were just excited to be on the field. Classy.
Right before he got so excited about the horses
running towards him on the field he scratched my neck off.
Still very, very focused on the horses, horses, horses