Last week we went to a Rodeo. The Idaho high school state finals rodeo. Where Brandon's cousin and Wesley's favorite person, Brennan. She did great by the way. Wes was asleep when we got there and took a while to wake him up. So I took him down to get some dinner and he saw a rubber band pistol. He said that would make him feel more happy so I bought it. We went back and enjoyed the rodeo. Wes love the goat tie and the barrel racing. Wes was getting wiggly by the end and wanted to go down to pet the bulls:) So Brandon took him down tried to meet up with Jeff Brandon's uncle, so they could go see the bulls. Well when they got down there happened to be a dress code to get past the fence. A cowboy dress code. Brandon had the boots but nothing else. He explained to Wes that they wouldn't let them past the fence because they weren't dressed like cowboys. And Wes turns to Brandon and says "But dad I have a gun?!?!"
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