In 2012 my son began riding and entered his first horse shows, I wrote “Flesh and Blood 1,” as a parent watching his son show and less as the professional trainer that I am. I wrote about how my wife ( who by the way was also once a professional trainer) and I were just like all the “whacko,” parents of the kids we teach; we video taped everything, coddled him, took thousands of pictures, made sure he had a drink even before he left the ring, and whooped like idiots for all his trips, even if they were crappy. It’s has now been almost 3 years of him showing and about to be 2015, and things haven’t really changed