Rodeo

Over the weekend, we took the boys to the "rodeo". I use the term rodeo loosely because the rodeo wasn't really going on when we were there. We really went to the fair that was in the same vicinity as the rodeo.

Max was especially thrilled to go to the rodeo. I made the boys a couple of rodeo-ish shirts. Max topped off his outfit with his cowboy hat and boots.



We got there and paid $20 to park a mile away. That should have been a sign of things to come, but off we went.


We got there and Max started begging to ride a ride. He really wanted to ride the Ferris Wheel, but he was too short. He had to settle for a pirate ride.



Crocker was a little jealous that he could not ride.


Sheldon bought us a couple of hot dogs, a funnel cake, and then we headed home.


Max was worn out and quickly fell asleep.


This little guy was able to keep us entertained for the ride home.