1/11/12

Redneck Son, Redneck Day

As I've said before, Rogan is our redneck son.  He tells me daily he's a cowboy and he's going to ride bulls.  He asked today to go to the "cowboy" store which means the western wear store. The cowboy store and Tractor Supply are Rogan's mecca. In his world Toys R Us and Disney World play second fiddle.

Rogan became so excited in the parking lot it was everything I could do to keep him from running into traffic toward the front door.  He was nearly hyperventilating as we walked inside.  The next thing I heard was, "Ohhhhh mmmyyyyy gggggooooossssshhhhh Mommy!"  He loves it all. The clothes, the boots, the hats, the toys.  The store is his little slice of heaven.

He chose two Wrangler button down shirts one in red and one in camouflage complete with pearly snaps.  Exactly what every real cowboy needs.

We tried on boots and he found a toy log cabin with hunters, pheasants, hunting dogs and turkeys.  As we paid for his shirts and toy and walked toward the car he looked up at me and said, "boy Mommy that was fun".

A quick stop at Krispy Kreme for a donut, then home to try on his new shirts.  He put on the red then said, "Mom check it out!"

That's all it takes to make my little redneck's day.



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