RODEO REPORT
I'll start by saying that I have no pictures of the rodeo. I took my camera, took some pictures, but they were all to dark. I am still trying to figure out how to use this digital camera of mine...
We had a good time, though it was all dampened by Erik's reaction to the allergens in the air. He took a large dose of benadryl before we left for the Coliseum, and had his inhaler on hand. Erik was also armed with a blue dust mask to wear. When we arrived, a local utility company was giving away orange bandannas at the front gate. Naturally, all 4 of my children wanted one. The girls decided to put them in their hair. Erik wanted his tied as well, "like a pirate". So there we sat...5 rows up from the bottom with, my great uncle and aunt and the kids. Erik wearing an orange bandanna on his head and a dust mask covering his nose and mouth. I said to Doug, "How long do you think it will take for someone from make-a-wish to come and talk to us?" Erik really looked funny to us, but I'm sure some folks were wondering.
After about half an hour, Erik started coughing. Within 45 minutes from walking in the door, he was begging to leave. So Doug and I took turns taking Erik for fresh air. Made me mad. Here we are in West Texas. At the 6th largest rodeo in the country. And my kid can't take the air. His lungs are still recovering from it!
We saw an allergist 2 weeks ago and he ordered bloodwork on Erik. Even tested for "San Angelo Environmental Allergens". We go back in 2 weeks for the results.
I think Everson had the best time though. He got to see LOTS of neigh neighs. And bulls. And cows. And even sheep! There is an event called Mutton Busting...little kids (Erik and Ellie's age) suit up and ride sheep like they are bulls. It's hysterical! Of course, none of my kids are willing to try it! Everson liked the rodeo so much that he was upset this afternoon...Emma received an invitation to go to the rodeo with some homeschool friends, so we dropped her off at the rodeo. Everson heard rodeo and got excited. When we pulled back into our driveway, he started crying HARD saying, "Rodeo! More neigh neighs!" Sure to be our little cowboy.
Well I've been staying up too many nights watching the Olympics and am determined to get to bed before midnight!