I love coming home to visit. I love Fort Worth and all it has to offer. I love the nightlife, the big city and the small town, friendly feel it has. I especially love going to the stockyards. Growing up, I danced at the stockyards every year in a group called the Honey Bunch. I sang with Texas Girls' Choir at the stockyards for several years and in high school, I went on a few dates there.
Carter has been O-B-S-E-S-S-E-D with all things cowboy for a few months now. What better place to be visiting right? He was over the moon when he realized where we were going and what we would be purchasing there. When he was about 16 months old, we brought him here and bought his first set of real 'cowboy' clothes. We had some pictures of him taken, and he has been looking at those pictures ever so longingly, wishing he could still fit into those clothes...especially the hats and boots. Of course Clay didn't so much care to be a cowboy per se, but couldn't be left out. Especially if there were going to be toy guns purchased! The trip was a successful one, everyone behaved and had a great time.
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| We couldn't help but get Vivi a matching cowgirl outfit. |
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| See? She's the Honey Bunch, Next Generation. |
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| Carter practicing his bucking bronco skills |
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| Clay's favorite was a petting zoo |
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| We actually didn't eat a Risky's this time, but across the street at a burger place. |
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| I'm afriad there's not room in this town for the both of us. |
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| Cattle Drive |
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| The Real McCoy |