This is the last week of the rodeo here in Houston so we took JR and the boys out to the fair yesterday. It was so windy we could hardly function. We Houstonians aren't used to windy conditions unless we're having a tornado or a hurricane. The wind was quite annoying, and with all the port-a-potties and animal smells, I felt a bit like I was back in Beijing in the middle of one of their sandstorms. JR was not the least bit interested in looking at the animals, and in fact, said no less than a million times, "When are we going back to the fair?" while we were inside the Ag arena. JR isn't a good one to take to a fair. He wants to ride EVERYTHING, so getting across the idea that he can only ride until he runs out of tickets doesn't go over so well. The little boys slept through their entire first trip to the rodeo, which was great, except that they woke up at 2AM and didn't go back to sleep. All in all it was a fun day, and JR keeps asking me if I will take him back today!