Why I Want My Children to be Losers
In these parts, we’re currently experiencing the regional holiday known as: fair time. It really might be better than Christmas because we see all of the people we care about and eat great food that we don’t have to cook. Loving on her cousins' show cattle... just like her big cousin did with mine when she was little. :) This week is the lull between our district fair and the county fair to our north. I could write pages about all of aspects I’ve looooooved about these fairs over the years: cool fall mornings, steam rolling off of a heifer’s back at the wash rack, hanging out with your “family” all week. Although, I’m not sure if I could put into words the joy of watching my sweet daughters begin to fall in love the same traditions. Which is good because that’s not what this post is about… My farmer and I both enjoyed several years as livestock exhibitors. We love chatting about sharing this tradition with our daughters when they are old enough. As much