Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys...
Ah, it's that time of the year again. Abbyville Rodeo Days 2008. A day of fun and sun, parades, ham n' beans, barbecue, bingo, and lots of rodeo action. I've been to the Abbyville Rodeo almost every year since I've moved to Kansas. It helps that my in-laws live just a block away from the rodeo grounds.
This year was the Munchkin's third year. It seems strange that one of the first posts I ever wrote on this blog was about his first rodeo, and the overalls I made for him. Wow, have my sewing skills improved since then! When I take out those old overalls and look at the seams, the buttons, I actually wonder how I completed it in the first place!
Well, another year, and another sewing adventure. This time, a cowboy shirt with yoke, pockets, and buttoned cuffs. Next time I decide to do something like this, take me out and shoot me. I finished up the shirt at 2am the day of the rodeo! But with the hat, and the boots, we had our own little cowboy. Maybe next year he'll be ready for mutton-busting (for those who don't know, mutton-busting is the little-kid version of bull riding--riding on a sheep!).
Happy weekend, y'all!









