On the Farm Friday ~ Mutton Busting

Yesterday afternoon, while sitting cross-eyed in the middle of 79 socks that were missing their mates,  the phone rang.  It was my beloved husband.  After a mushy greeting he told me to pack my bags, because he's going to whisk me away from the laundry and cow patties out of the bottom-blistering heat and take me on a cruise.

 Wait a second. I think I'm confusing that phone call with a dream I had a couple of nights ago.

So, the real phone call went something like this:

"Babe, what are you doing?"

Drinking a glass of sangria under the shade of a tree while I contemplate the miracle of water being turned into wine.

"Oh, so you're folding laundry?"

Totally.

"Well, did you know that at 7:00 tonight there's a mutton-busting contest at the fair??"

 Get out! I had no idea!! Man I hate it when I'm late to the mutton busting party.

"I think the boys should go, George and Henry would have a scream of a time."

As would their mother.  Let's do it!

Well, the mother ended up staying home with a feverish, teething baby, while the rest of the crew went to the fair and showed those lambs who's boss!!  I sent my camera with Steve (his first major blogging assignment) and wouldn't ya know he left it in his pick-up.  (Grrrr.) But, he managed to catch a couple of videos with his phone.

Henry, our scrappy 4 year old, hung on with all of his might. With the help of the rodeo clowns and a sweet little helmet, he returned to his father unscathed. Praise the Lord!

George, Mr. 110%, hung on to that lamb as if his life depended on it, and took 1st place!  Discovering your children's secret talents and hidden gifts is such a joy.  Who knew George had it in him? For a brief moment you think to yourself well, if everything else in his life from this point on is totally uphill, he'll always have mutton busting. Then, you snap out of it and furiously add golf and tennis lessons to the fall activity schedule.

I had no idea that there are competitive levels to mutton busting, but apparently this little revelation is truth, because George has now qualified for the Midwest Mutton Busting Championship in Lincoln, Nebraska. He has informed me of his belief that it is very important that we go, since everyone is counting on him.  Hmmm.  Everyone, who might everyone be exactly??

What do you think - should we go??

We're off to the fair for the day. We'll be grooming and showing our 4-H bucket calves, Billy, Blaze and Blake!

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND, EVERYONE!!