So here are the horses in their corrals... (the diva was a tad dissappointed there were no REAL horses in the corral)
I thought they were cute (in a Rudoloph the rednosed reindeer sort of way).
Now Rodeo Day consisted of a modge-podge of games.. the first requirement of the day was to cheer vigorously for your team... check ;)
The first game was one where the object was to dip your soup ladel into the bucket (which contained water).. and run DOWN a hill
trying NOT to spill water... (oops)
and deposit what is left of your water into another bucket...
I would love to show you a pic of the water that was IN the bucket at the end but it would not have shown up... good thing we have been in some need of rain here, the ground was ever so thankful ;)
Now.. every GOOD cowboy should be able to quicky dress in pants 3 sizes to big and run out to the corral.. to fend off those "Ky-otes" quicky
The dude watching his team....
OHHH we were SOOO close....
Another requirement of the cowboy is to be able to hula.. I mean lasso a steer
Mrs. B shows the kiddos how...
The dude takes his turn...
My favorite buckaroo ;)
The diva finding her own enjoyment since she could find no horsies....
This is the diva's main man.. Mr. K.. he is the coolest kid on the block (he is cooler then me) and of course the cutest!
Miss G, a friend of the dude's ....
When I saw this next picture, it immediately brought a song to my head by Toby Keith, I don't know all the words but the chorus goes... (me in my best shower voice)
"Your gonna miss this,
your gonna want this back."
"Your gonna wish these days,
hadn't gone by so fast...these are some good times...
so take a good luck around-
you may not know this now,
but your gonna miss this"
bothered by the dude.. but.. when all the fighting is done, all the coolness is gone, they are the best of friends.
I look back some days and wonder where the day went.. what did I do, and sometimes.. I wish I could have that day back.. to spend more time playing.. more time with them..I feel like I blink and they change , go from the cute, cherub faced baby who keeps you up half the night- to an almost 3 year old with opinions on everything under the sun... to an always on the go boy who spends his days playing with friends or playing ball.