On a complete whim, without any pre-thought or conversation about it as a possibility on Saturday morning we packed a bag, drove to Calgary and took in #stampede2018 .
I’ve always wanted to go to the stampede for as long as I can remember knowing that it existed. When we moved to Edmonton it was something I was so excited about - the proximity we’d be living to it. But here we are almost three years into our Alberta adventure and no stampede experience. So we did it.
We found a last minute hotel room within walking distance, we found last minute tickets to the finals rodeo on Sunday and we took it all in. We ate the bbq, the 1lb meatball and ice cream cones every day. We saw all the animals in the barns - twice - Connor picked out cowboy boots, we listened to the big band, we watched the heavy horse pull, the sheep shearing, and the miniature horse show. We cheered on the rodeo participants, enjoyed the fireworks, the music, the history. Connor loved every second, and when we walked in the door late last night he reached up for a hug and said thanks for the rodeo mommy. My heart melted. Best. Spontaneous. Decision. Ever ❤️