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The Friday before Gabby's birthday by some miracle, Michael managed to get off of work a few hours early so we could go to the rodeo with Grandma and Papa.  We arrived at the rodeo early enough for parking to not be a hassle and had plenty of sunlight left for Gabby to enjoy the Ag Farm. She "planted" seeds, "milked" a cow, "fed" the chickens, "sheared" a sheep, and sold all I her produce for some money and bought some cracker with her money.






Then she saw some newborn farm animals and watched some baby chicks hatch and take their first steps, which she found to be the highlight of her entire rodeo experience.  Finally we went to watch the rodeo.  She was highly interested for oh, about 5 minutes.  Then she enjoyed some cotton candy, peanuts, and a few walks around the stadium with Daddy.  She stayed up extremely late and seemed to enjoy listening to Keith Urban.  She sat in Grandma's lap and danced.  Grandma told Gabby that Keith Urban was her boyfriend.  Gabby thought about this for a while and then informed Grandma that the singer couldn't be her boyfriend, Papa had to be her boyfriend. Gabby did amazing throughout the entire experience.  We will definitely have to go to the rodeo again next year.  Yee Haw!




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