
After they got done, Carson sat down and was thinking for a while and said, “Wait, are we coming here every night?” I said no, and he said, “Wait…are we in training?” Oh boy, Grandpa Hurst would LOVE to hear that! He’d make them cowboys quicker than anyone if the boys showed interest!!! He was actually judging that night, and Sheila was at the announcers table plugging Dillon’s CD :). Which is why we got into the rodeo for free (yea!!!). Bailey started out really happy and excited for the bulls, only to be terrified because they unnecessarily blasted the music each time someone rode a bull. And I mean BLASTED. It was SO loud. Finally, about half way through they stopped turning the music so loud and she began to enjoy herself again. The boys plugged their ears the first half, as well. It was really loud.
Carson and Duh-Vawn. Oh, I mean Devon. Blah. Why do people do that? They thought they were famous having their names called out for everyone though!
See? She’s happy. It might have a little to do with her mouth stuffed full of twizzlers.
What a fun time! Your kids are so cute!
Wow! Brave boys! But I guess since mine go screaming when a dog goes near them, just the fact that they would touch a sheep is brave for me. :) And cute that you're making those shirts, you're really going to have to tell me about that.
Oh m gosh, i've always wanted to get my kids to do this, its my all time FAVORITE thing at the rodeo…How fun!