COWBOYS AT THE WATERPARK {LEAVE YOUR BOOTS AT THE DOOR, OR NOT}

When you marry a cowboy, you are bound to have a son who has cowboy ways about him....

Yes, because I am a spazo-momma, even this little mechanical bull freaked me out.  I wanted to jump up and tell my son to get off of that thing RIGHT NOW.....

I couldn't.  Because I wasn't there when he was doing it.  But I did see the photo via text and I immediately (as fast as my fingers could type) demanded he get off of the bull.  To which my future daughter in law trying to talk me off of the ledge  replied with "Don't worry, it's not real".  And thank you CAPTAIN OBVIOUS because I thought it was a bull with no legs. (sorry future daughter in law I still love you)

And since he is a cowboy and some days he is a surfer then he also sometimes hangs out with "cowboy friends"  And when you hang out with cowboy friends you often go fun places together.  And when that fun place happens to be at the water park.....  Well, you are bound to have one of them do this......

My son's friend who apparently doesn't own a pair of flip flops.

Funny thing is that I've heard stories from Hunk about his Daddy (who was also a cowboy) going to the beach on a family vacation in his shorts and cowboy boots.  They also lived in the country so often times he got the mail in his underwear and boots, BUT I WON'T SHARE THAT LITTLE FAMILY SECRET. That would be rude.

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Ciao Bellas~
~Momma~