we're not cowboys
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and Jim is not a fan of folk who "dress up" as such for one day of the year. Still, I can never resist when Grandma Kay thrills the boys each year with something new for the Luna rodeo. Jim shakes his head. They grin wildly. D's grin was bigger than ever this time. It was the year of his first boots and hat. He "actually" (the boy's new favorite word) demanded (his new favorite stance!?) a black one. And "even" (the boy's second favorite word) felt. And the wearing has lasted much more than one day.
D glued to Kay's hand
The 24th of July is always reunion time. This year we invited Mandi and her family to join us because I think they're plain sick of hearing us gush about Alpine and Luna. But by the end of the trip, all anyone was plain sick of was mud. There was plenty of rain to dampen most of our outside plans.
The rain was kind enough, however, to sit out the Parade and Rodeo. I'm sure the Luna parade is typical of any tiny town, but to me it's a singular experience. And one the kids love because of the candy that is thrown. The pile gets so high that by the time the parade turns around to come back down the street (yes, you heard that right), Jim is throwing candy back at (not "to", of course) the very givers of the bounty.
Aidan adores Miss London and willingly shared his hat.
I adore this serious Miss Reagan.
The parade may be typical tiny town fare, but I'm not sure about the rodeo. It boosts the population of this town from 150 to at least 10,000 one weekend every year.
Jim's cousin riding the flag in to the Star-Spangled Banner. She starts at a walk, then steadily gains momentum with the song...sweeping around the stadium at a full gallop by the end. It gets to me every time.
And I loved this picture of Jim's brothers. They were working down at the catch pens during the rodeo. Ya...they're not cowboys. Cool, yes. But, no wranglers, hats or belt buckles. We're not cowboys.
But I can't vouch for this next little generation. Yet.
Jim & Davyn
Aidan
Reader Comments (15)
I don't ever remember it being so green (our small town was out of the mountains, though!). I guess it did usually rain when we went to the mountains for a picnic...
You have such cute little cowboys. I laughed that the parade turned around for another pass down the street. Glad you had fun!
Love your boys in their cowboy duds...they look quite at home in them!
I love these pictures. What a fun place and time. Tiny town are great.
I love these pictures. What a fun place and time. Tiny towns are great.