We went to the Rodeo last night with our dear friends, The Wickisers. It was a rip-roarin' good time. My favorite event is always the calf roping. I got a kick out of Rebecca's keen awareness of the teenage cowboys roping those calves. She was happy 'cause the cute one won. My heart always beats a little faster when the young boys start ridin' those bulls. After all, they are somebody's child.
I think Andy and I, both, would have loved to have grown up on a farm. I read The Pioneer Woman and ponder how I would have loved that life...I think, maybe, I don't know. One of my sons might have wanted to be a bull rider...
...never mind. I like my life.
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