I'd have to say my earliest memory was of sitting on the floor in the living room with the sun shining through the front windows, watching dust particles dance through the sunbeams. I was always good at happily playing by myself. I know this because I was told I stayed in my playpen until I was three years old.

I pretty much had to stay in there for safety from my two big brothers and big sister! Especially my biggest brother.

Anyway, back to my dream of being a horse...

Once I found out I couldn't BE a horse, I said I wanted to HAVE a horse of my very own.