We went to the Cass County Fair this weekend, and no one confused me with the cattle! My wonderful husband had a chance to get back in the ring with a heifer the night before the big show. How cute is he?!
Only 5-6 years until our little one will be able to show cute little bucket calves! I can't wait! They're so cute, and watching a little kid show one is even cuter!
My brother-in-law really cleaned house. He won Reserve Stocker Feeder Showman, Reserve Champion Senior Showman, Champion Cross-bred heifer, Supreme Champion Commercial Breeding Heifer, Reserve Champion Division 1 Market Steer (light weight), Champion Division 2 Market Steer (middle class), Supereme Champion Market Steer. The two supreme champion awards are the highest you can achieve in 4-H shows at a county fair, so congrats Derick!!!
The best part was the next day. Everyone gathers at the bar to celebrate. When I say everyone, I mean everyone inovlved in the 4-H club and their families. Tradition states that the parents of the children who won buy a pitcher of beer for every trophy their child won. That's seven pitchers, people, count 'em! And those were just the pitchers the Vogt's ponied up for! BUT, since I can't drink I didn't get to partake in the festivities. I just got to watch everyone else booze up. Good times! Considering my beer withdrawls I'm experiencing, I had to control myself from smelling everyone's classes/pitchers of beer. Nothing satisfies me more than the smell of beer! A whif from a glass, the wafting from a beer burp and I'm in heaven. I'm sure that it'll take me two beers after I have the baby to get me plowed. I can picture it now; night starts at 6:00 pm, and I'm passed out by 6:30 pm. Nothing like watching Wheel of Fortune on a Friday night as the party girl is passed out and hungover by 11:00 pm. Ahh can't wait...
