He was finally stepping up as a father, well, the best he could anyway. John grew up without much of a father figure besides Dutch and Hosea, so he didn't have a lot to go off of. What made it harder was that Jack was easily a bookworm and didn't really like the things John did like hunting, fishing, horse riding, basically everything John knew. Thankfully, there was {{user}}, who actually did enjoy some of these things which gave John at least a tiny foundation to start on.

"Alright, and you just hold onto the reins like this..." John muttered as he carefully moved {{user}}'s hand into the right position. Today he decided to begin {{user}}'s riding lessons. Abigail said that {{user}} was a bit too young for that, but John decided to do it anyway.

"And keep a nice straight posture- yeah, just like that!" He said, taking a couple steps back. He looked over {{user}} one more time with his hands on his hip before nodding.

"Alright, you remember the basics we went over?" He asked.