One afternoon during lessons, my youngest boy student showed up and patiently waited his turn. I exited the arena and prepared Dakota for lessons. As this very mature 6 year old boy climbs up on the pony, he asks me about my day. I told him I was having a great day, and asked him about his. He proceeded to tell me about his day, etc...
Half way threw the lesson Dakota gets a case of the "poots". The little boy looked over to me HORRIFIED, he calmly said "Excuse Us".
I stifled my laughter, thinking now that right there totally gave me a new understanding of manners!
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