A day of set up, a day of entering exhibits, a very long day of judging exhibits (we were short judges and didn't have ribbons so we had to do double work). After Labor Day weekend we have 2 1/2 days of setting up exhibits. Then my reward for working- 3 days of rodeo and showing Tad the animals!
He'll willingly pet them this year! |
Farmland with Crystal |
Of course the Butter Cow Sculpture! |
Rodeo with Tad and.... Tad! He was pretty confused for a little while as we tried to explain that both of their names were Tad. |
We tried signing him up to Mutton Bust (ride the sheep during the rodeo- for you city slickers). I'm guessing he wasn't picked because of his age. When they weighed in to register, the 4 year old before him weighed 39 lbs. Tad weighs 38 lbs at 2! The only requirement to sign up is they had to weigh under 50 lbs. He might not make it for next year! (We're guessing he'll stop gaining weight and just get taller actually.)
Grandpa and Fred were cheering at the rodeo. Tad joined in. Fred cups his mouth to yell, this is Tad's version. :} 
After 3 days of fun it was back to work. Ending with an evening at the hypnotist with my sisters. When everyone else is done having their fun, we come in one last day and spent only 4 hours taking it all down.
Tad had fun staying with Grandma and Grandpa. He now requests often "Grandma, Grandpa house". He's learned to say the last word of each page while reading books with Grandma. And, thankfully, Grandma worked on potty training. He'll go for her, but when I try, he still won't. Grandpa spoiled him by blowing bubbles on the front porch with him every day.
This kid has become pretty fun lately. He learns things so fast! Like how to steal the beaters while I'm making a salad and lick them clean.
And he can almost do up all of the buckles on his carseat. Lucky Dolly, gets to go for a ride!
My favorite is after Dolly is securely in the seat he says "Here go Dolly."
Unfortunately, he's finally started saying "No" more often. I'm grateful it's not a firm, defiant "NO". It's a "No mom, No nap." :} Sometimes when I ask if he wants a nap he says "Stop it, No, Shhhh." But once he lays down, he always takes his naps without a fuss.
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