Our first and only Great-grandson was born November 23, 2021…but his first birthday party occurred yesterday, October 29, 2022, at Sub Edge Farm, where Daddy is the live-stock manager. The event was advertised as His First Rodeo! There were blow-up bulls to ride, chuckwagon fare to eat…..and drink. There was an abundance of cowboy boots, hats and flannel shirts…not to mention an outbreak of fake moustaches…and, of course cake!
Here, in addition to his first rodeo, is his first birthday poem…
J.T.’s First Rodeo
Ridin’ to your first rodeo…
Goin’ where the best babies go.
Mama shares her coffee beanz,
While Dad wears out his jeans,
Keepin’ all his critters in a row.
Lots of things are growin’ on the farm…
Even babies all wrapped up and warm!
If you chuck that little chin,
There’ll be giggles and a grin…
Junior cowboys have a lotta charm.
Like a King…a birthday boy can feel…
Wes and Waylon trailin’ at your heels…
You were once a tiny zero…
Now, you’re ONE!! And, you’re a hero…
A year has flown….we can’t believe it’s real!
Ridin’ to your first rodeo…
No one knows how far you’re gonna go!
You may still be in cahoots,
With that cowboy hat and boots…
Or dressed up like a fancy CEO!
Cake and ice cream make a wrangler smile,
Ridin’ Mama’s lap for quite a while…
The cows are lookin’ in…
Even pumpkins wear a grin…
Sub Edge keeps a cowboy right in style!