It was a little windy for us to get outside and work.
So we decided to head to the auction!
Daivia already had toe jam. So, obviously, she had to take care of it on the way!
Ready to check out the live stock!
I was a little disappointed to find out I wouldn't be "allowed" to hold the number. That is only due to the fact that I never know when my hand is going to shoot up at one of these things. Not to mention who can follow what an auctioneer says anyway:
"One batta batta; Two dolla dolla; swing batta batta; raise your hand sara sara.
SOLD! To the girl in the back with the shocked look on her face;
sitting next to the guy trying to wrestle the number out of her raised hand."
Here we sit with our authentic cowgirl boots!
Ok... so maybe I bought mine at Macy's but still they are authentically cool.
Even though the cowboys looked at me kind of odd when I expressed concern about getting dirt on them.
Don't worry baby J was there too. She was just strapped on me.
The auctioneer.
Dai would see a cow, then yell, "COW!!!"
This would actually happen EVERY time that she saw a cow.
When she would see more than one cow she would yell, "TWO COWS!!"
Even if there were 3 or 4. Luckily, the cowboys around us found it humorous!
Daivia thought she would help me take some pictures; which is why her boot is in it!
She is such a cute cowgirl!
It was fun and exhausting!
At least I know what's for dinner...
