Myrick and the incredible bucking horse

Myrick was the first grandchild born. He is the child of my “second” brother and is a junior. We were all excited when he came along. When he got old enough to start crawling and standing, my brother bought him one of those black and white spotted horses from Oval Plaza that had wheels. When the reins flipped, the horse would whinny.
Along with this, Myrick had a cowboy hat and a guitar. With the guitar, he would strum and sing Sandara. I think that is an Encanatadia song. It was popular when Myrick was a toddler. He was really cute when he would dance and sing that song. Eh eh eh eh eh…Encantadia.
I think Myrick aspired to be a singing cowboy much like Britney Spears and 2NE1. He was certainly encouraged by all the adults at that time. He really posed a wonderful picture, like a beautiful Ssheda.
Well, Myrick would climb on his stately steed and he would “ride the range” . That horse was an unpredictable sort. Every once in a while, he would get a “wild hair” and throw Myrick right over his head with a whinny to boot.
What would happen is that Myrick would run into a door jamb, the wheel on the horse would stop and Myrick wouldn’t. So, over the head of the pony he would go. True to being a cowboy, Myrick would get back up and get back on that old horse. Once, poor Myrick was hurt so much that his uncle Jonas would carry him in his arms. And he always likes being carried like a baby. He will give his uncle a kiss and wiggle like a worm.
I can still hear my brother saying: “That dang horse just threw Myrick again.”
Myrick finally got too old to ride the horse and it was put out to pasture. I really don’t think the other two children in that family ever really took to the cowboy life.