Rodeo

1300 pictures taken, and it is 12:30 a.m. My Dad and I went to our local rodeo, and again...it was not very good. 1 bull ridden for the 8 seconds, no bucking broncos ridden, and not very many "doggies" roped by the wranglers. But...it is always very colorful, and we enjoy going.

I had a collage ready with this shot and a barrel racer cutting around the barrel, but this picture really "talked" to me. 

So cute of Daddy and his little cowboy. The little man was being lifted up so he could ride with Dad in the opening ceremony.

Off to bed. Night-night.