Last weekend we went to the rodeo with our ABF from church - it was lots of fun, and that is something I thought I'd never say. When we moved here and first went to the rodeo over 3 years ago, I was horrified at the idea of a rodeo. To make matters worse, the night we went a bull rider was thrown and half trampled to death. His ear was cut off and he was convulsing on the dirt floor... life flight had to carry him away, and it was on the news that night. Laney, then just 4, was completely traumatized and we said we'd probably not be going back. Rough start with rodeos, but this last time was great - still a bit nerve-racking to watch, but fun. There's one pic of Jay and Miller in the middle of a crowd. That's when all the kids that want to come down and chase a calf with a ribbon on its tail. A night full of BBQ and the rodeo - now what could be more texan?? :)
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Ahh, the Mesquite Rodeo, a wonderful memory for the Hudson family. We went to the rodeo several times a year. Landrey actually rode a sheep and won a brand new pair of cowboy, ooops, cowgirl boots. Glad to see that you are carrying on the tradition!
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