Greg caught one of the chickens and tried to make Axton hold it, he made sure he kept his distance though, it was hard to tell which one was the real chicken!
Greg found the love of his life! Axton wouldn't touch it but enjoyed examining it from a far.
We didn't stay long for the actual "Rodeo" part, it was packed with no where to sit, but proof that we saw some horses.
They did a chicken run too where all the kids got to chase baby chickens around the field and if you caught one you got to keep it. We left before that, much to Greg's disappointment! He really wanted one, me- we've been there done that already in our short married life and some of you might remember that tragic ending those chickens came to! Maybe next year.
A random picture of Axton and his cousin Brooklynn. Who knew 3D glasses would be so fun.
2 comments:
That looks like a lot of fun!
I haven't been able to look at the blog for awhile, so I had some time and thought I would check it. I laughed so hard at what you wrote about leaving before the baby chicken race since I remember what happened to those ones in Utah. I read it to Don and he started laughing and said, "Boquisha and Laquisha" whatever happened to them.
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