Yesterday, with the arrival of Jacob Andrew for my daughter and her husband, I joined the one in three Americans who are now grandparents. Naturally, I was ready with the cowboy-boot booties and a desire to locate the perfect pony. I also had more than a few thoughts about future effects on the horse world from the current burgeoning rate of grandparenthood. I'll share some of them with you in future posts.
Right now, though, I'm going to go practice callling myself Grandma Juli. (Does that sound as strange to you as it does to me? It's definitely a identity shift that'll take some getting used to.)