I've lived in Texas for almost 17 years and I'd never been to a rodeo until Sunday. Well, I fixed that on Sunday when we went to the Heart of Texas Fair. We had a blast. Hannah enjoyed it until the calf roping started. 
The calf above is fine. Really. He was roped and his feet tied, and he's lying there waiting until they undo his feet. Then he took off racing for his corral.
One of the cutest things we saw was the sheep riding for little kids. Children as young as 4, 5, and 6 years old would come out of a chute, riding on the back of a woolly little beast. A few fell off, and none got hurt (they all wore helmets).
After that we found some overpriced fair food. Fair as in food you buy at a fair, and fair-tasting from the place I bought food. No deep thoughts today. I'm just wonderin' why it took me almost 17 years to get myself to a rodeo.
Why has it taken you so long to do something you've never done?
