the rockets red glare...

That last post (a photography one) was supposed to be on the other blog.  She is adorable though. 

And now, to feature one of my real children...

This is why we're doing lots of patriotic standing in the kitchen and Living Room these days.  And, we should probably prop up a visible flag too, it would seem...

He wanted to rush up and work on his rendition when he watched this one.

He's now aspiring to play at a home game sometime soon...
(p.s... this is a goosebumper...I ♥ America.  It's no wonder he wanted to run out and practice!)

the best. first. day. ever.

why?

not sure. 

It just was. 

Maybe because my car and I drove off with all the other moms this time.  I enjoyed that. 

Or, becasue they were all super-spastically-excited about their day(s). 
Our suburban was buzzing all the way home. 
I love where they're at, who they're with, and what they're doing.  So comforting. 

 

I held back a tear or ten on the way home, actually... bitter-sweet from not having been in my classroom, but then because I knew, (I knew!) I'd made the right decision. 
Here's to an awesome year. 

down home country....'er whatever.

 I SO grew up in Southern California.  And as such, have limited experience when it comes to "The Fair" and all that inherently comes along with the experience. 

"The Fair" is no small fry around here, and now that we're local business owners and all, we took advantage of an opportunity to sponsor part of the rodeo. 

(note awesome banner in the back...)

We went on Thursday night with our special VIP passes and ate dinner with Governor Otter, passed out T-shirts and froyo to contestants and thoroughly enjoyed the general splendor of the event. 

It reminded me (teardrop) of the "World's Oldest Rodeo" we'd often venture out to see in good Ol' Preskit...  So, we decided to round up the chillins and take 'em last night for some more.

It was great fun, and largely entertaining. 

Mutton Bustin' was our sponsored event, and let me just say- Hysterical.  This was my first experience witnessing such, and I'm exceptionally intrigued.  Abby says she's doing it next year, so, maybe I'll get on the ball with ordering some pink-sequin chaps and a custom hat. 

The rodeo ended and we crossed over to "the other side of the gate" and began "The Fair" experience.  I seriously felt like I was an extra in a movie.  Hope Floats, Steel Magnolias and Charlotte's Web all came to mind.  It was nothing short of an out-of-body experience.

The smiles on my darlings' faces was worth every overpriced ticket I bought, and the frozen chocolate banana may have been worth twice what I paid (making it exactly $6).

I'm such a wimp when it comes to rides, maybe...because even that bumble-bee flyer made me sick to my stomach...!!?!?

So, I suddenly had lots of time to play with my camera.

The boys were talking smack to each other about the mechanical bull, so we had no trouble putting our money where THEIR mouths were, and away they both went...

We trudged out of there with our sticky fingers at almost midnight (!!!) and hardly made it to the pillows before we all were sufficiently zonked.

I guess we've officially become Idahoans now.

♥
so glad.