We went to the rodeo on Wednesday night, as a kick off to our fourth of July weekend. It was opening night, and the stands were, surprisingly, only about half full. Olivia was really into it though. It’s the first year she seemed to be even aware that something was going on. She talked about how the horsies would jump and jump and jump, and the cowboys would fall off. Cal was more interested in walking along the benches. One funny thing that happened though was one rider, who was riding a bronc, was RIGHT IN FRONT OF US as he went flying into the air (we had front row seats, center of the stadium), and as he was flying up into the air, he took his cowboy hat off and waved at us. It was pretty funny. I love the Oakley Rodeo.