We’ve been running around the last couple of weeks for stock shows, shoot outs, and calf scrambles.
Mal made the trip to the rodeo with me to watch L scramble since Mr. Gray had class. She was so disappointed she had to go. It was also unfortunate we had to see Reba. Terrible time.
Please note the sarcasm.
We’re on the jumbotron!
We’ve still got a stock show or two to go, but it’s been fun so far.
Not to mention, they’re a bunch of rock stars: Mr. Mischief won Junior Showmanship; WBT made the sale; L caught at the scramble; and Miss A won a buckle at the shoot out (clearly, she’s not a nephew, but she counts).