Times sure have changed. Way back in 1980, when my son was born in the middle of summer, he would not sleep for nothing. Hated the rocking chair, but my dad had an old gray mare that had the smoothest walk you could imagine and was so so gentle. I would get on her when my son was about 3 weeks old and within minutes he would be asleep. She was the best rocking chair around. Wasn't the smartest thing to do and I sure would not do it now but then it was fine. I was holding my two month old grandson last night and we were talking about the old times and I looked at that little bundle of joy and told my daughter about my son and the old mare. My daughter turns 12 today and has been riding just about a year. She has already said that when she outgrows her little gelding which is 14 hands, she is handing him down to her nephew so he can enjoy the things she has missed out on until lately. Really made my son proud of his little sister that she is unselfish and willing to share. My son grew up with the old mare until she became ill with cancer and had to be put to sleep. They made many a playday and have lots of trophies and ribbons and LOTS of miles that were behind them. Good luck with your child. Lou
