Houston Rodeo

Spring break has come and gone but the memories it brought my family was incredible. I couldn’t have asked for a better week with my husband and smithboys. A few weeks ago, daddysmith, the smithboys, and I took a ride to Houston TX, to visit my mama and one of the boys best friends Preston. While we were there we decided to go to the Houston Rodeo and let me start by saying the boys had an absolute BLAST! From riding sheep to chasing after a baby pig my sons wanted to stay there forever. Before I jump into the middle of our day let me bring it back to when we arrived at Nanny’s house. It was 11 o’clock at night, my boys were wide awake and ready to play with Preston. It wasn’t until this mama had to put her foot down at 1 AM to make them go to bed. We were waking up early to ride the metro rail to the rodeo and I wasn’t trying to have grumpy kiddos in the morning. When I got up that morning to wake the boys up I found smithboy#1 and Preston sleeping on a pallet, P created early that night.

Ayden and Preston

Once everyone was up we headed out the door to the rodeo. The boys were bouncing off the walls with energy because they were so thrilled to pet all the animals and ride all the carnival rides. Once we parked at the metro rail we walked on the train and rode it over to the stadium where the rodeo was taking place. We all decided it was never too early for pizza and everything fried so we stopped real quick to eat before going to the petting zoo.


Now that we had a full tummy it was time to walk over to the livestock show. The boys kept running to look at new animals and of course, try and touch them. We were able to see baby calves, newborn piglets, and a Longhorn. Then we saw the petting area. The boys went crazy in line waiting for their turn. Daddysmith bought everyone food so they could feed all the animals. Smithboy#1 made a couple of new friends, smithboy#2 wanted to chase the little piggy around, and as for myself, I fell in love with Bambi! The petting zoo had so many different animals, it was pretty amazing to hear both of my boys name everyone.

It was really hard to get everyone out of the pin because we all wanted to stay feeding the animals, including myself. The only way we were able to conceive them was to tell them it was time for the carnival! Growing up that was my favorite thing to do! Ride all the rides, eat tons of cotton candy, try and win the impossible carnival games. Now to tell you the truth my husband never ceases to amaze me. He was able to win the smithboys 4 stuffed animals. I don’t know how he did it but I’m sure glad he did. The boys were so impressed! After riding a few rides Nanny and RJ wanted to see one of there friends at the Muttin Bustin. Now if you were like me and needed some clarification on what muttin bustin was no worries let me explain… its when little kids get to ride a sheep just like adults ride bulls. We sat down and watched a couple of kids go and smithboy#1 said he wanted to try. LIKE OMG! I was so hesitant at first but I could tell he was looking at me for positive affirmation. As we were waiting for smithboy#1 to go he kept looking at me to make sure I was okay. I think he felt my nervousness so I kept reminding him how brave he was, and how excited I was for him to try something new. Watch the video below!



Daddysmith and I were so proud of our big man. We posted the video everywhere for everyone to see it. I defiantly think the highlight of the rodeo was that moment. The memory we just created with our son and the encouragement we gave him to always try something new is beautiful. Our trip to Houston was nothing short of incredible. As we grow older the memories we make become the moments we cherish. I am beyond happy Nanny, RJ, and Preston invited us down to the rodeo with them. A few weeks have gone by and the smithboys are still talking about the sleepover they had with their best friend, all the fun the had at the carnival, and of course smithboy#1 riding the sheep to victory. I hope yalls spring break was filled with joy and adventures just like ours.