On Saturday, Rick, Jenna, Jonah, and I went to the Ft. Worth Stock Show Rodeo. We left early because of the road conditions. We had no problems getting there in time for the 2:00 show and got a great parking place.
Jonah seemed to love it all. As always, he took it all in and asked lots of questions. He even rode a horse (his parents couldn't believe that one).
I just love that rodeo. My parents took Marilyn and I probably almost every year. Memories were triggered once again as I entered the grounds....the buildings, barns, smells, cowboy hats, flags, food, and .....
As we took our seats in the coliseum, one special memory came to my mind. I don't remember the year, I just remember sitting in that same area and Minnie Pearl entertaining the crowd during the show. I remember thinking as a little girl how HUGE that place was and how high up our seats were.
Once upon a time that WAS a big arena. That was pre--American Airlines and Texas Motor Speedway days.
As I sat there though I thought about what was going on in Jonah's little mind as we took the steps up to our seats, sat down, and gazed down into the dirt-filled rodeo arena for his first (and hopefully many more) stock show rodeo(s).