The "good" included a rodeo showcase (we've really come to love rodeos, or as Hallie refers to them, "radios"), a monkey wearing a dress and bloomers, and a petting zoo.
|I've yet to figure out how to take rodeo pictures.|
|In order to see eye-to-eye with this horse|
I had to stand on a 4-foot-high cement wall.
|My dress-wearing monkey friend stole my |
sunglasses and messed up my hair. A small price to pay
to be able to say that I held a monkey though.
|She liked Tom better than she liked me.|
|Hallie is apparently some kind of goat whisperer. She wasn't at all |
afraid of the animals, even though almost every single one of them
was bigger than she was and they all came at her at once.
|Even when she had no food, the animals licked the |
palms of her hands. (Don't worry - we sanitized her
entire body when we left the petting zoo.)
|This miniature donkey was her favorite. I can't help but notice |
how Hallie's friend, who we ran into at the fair,
is holding her hand while she feeds her donkey. Sweet.
|As she fed the animals (or they licked her hands) she |
whispered to them things like, "I love you so much,
little donkey. You're such a pretty donkey.
You're such a special donkey."
|I think that donkey would have let Hallie ride him if she'd wanted to.|
|Seriously, they're best friends now.|
|"Do you know how much I love you? To the moon and back, little donkey."|
|This petting zoo also had deer, which was incredible for Tom and me, |
as we'd never been so close to so many deer at one time. They were gorgeous.
|Buying tickets on his own.|
|Over so soon?|
|A quick, $4 train ride.|
|Getting ready to "race".|
I'm grateful that Will and Hallie weren't paying any attention to that filth-spouting announcer, but when I think about all of the people who were paying attention - children and adults alike - I feel sick to my stomach. If we choose to visit the second annual Brazos County Fair next September, we'll head straight to the petting zoo and skip the lesson in hatred and intolerance all together.