Well, if you have the right state of mind, anyway. In the short time we've lived here, we've done more fun things together as a family than we did in the years we lived in the Big City. It's safer, the people are friendlier, and everything just feels a little more wholesome.
This holiday weekend, after the rodeo was over, there was a dance at the rodeo grounds. The band set up a stage on a flat bed trailer, a dance floor made with plywood covered pallets, and a makeshift party was had, right there next to the arena while the calves mooed from their pens and folks finished putting their horses into trailers.
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If you've never had the opportunity to dance under the stars, you're missing out. There's something really special about it.
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It doesn't matter that the dance floor is a little bumpy and scratchy, that the only real lighting is from Christmas lights strung along the trailer. What mattered was seeing my husband dance with my Littlest One...
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And seeing my biggest one getting her farm girl groove on with a little cowboy...
And enjoying the fact that we live in a place where there are such fun things to do. Country folks really do know how to have a good time!
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