This was Dean's third Ranch rodeo this week, I didn't go to the first two and I totally regret going to this one. It was in Rexburg and it rained so hard, we left before it was over and didn't get home til 4:30 in the morning (that was an expensive babysitter).
Dean bought a new truck the day before this (it has a bed on it now). It was the perfect way to break it in. 7 soaking wet muddy bodies riding home will take the new off real quick.
He went to another the next night in Preston I went to watch for a little while but left after Quincy fell through the bleachers. This one lasted til 4 am too. I was ready to call it quits but the next one he entered invited Sheep riders and Trig wasn't about to pass it up.
He was so excited all day and did such a good job, he was so proud of himself, he wasn't anywhere near winning but you couldn't have told him that, the thought he'd won the world.
I looked over at Quincy and got a little sad because it was like all in one instant She had grown up. There was a little girl sitting next to daddy instead of my baby.
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