Poo poo

I took the kids to the rodeo today with my mom. What a rip! Parking 6.00 Entry fee 7.00 Chicken on a stick 8.00... melt downs walking to the car priceless. Seriously, why do I even bother sometimes? When I ask the girls what they liked about the Rodeo all that they say is, "The goat pooped, the deer pooped" and then they crack up. We saw pig races for goodness sake and all they thought was cool was the feces.

WE were suppose to hear about the house this afternoon...still nothing. Poop!