"15 minutes," mom warned.  Showtime was getting closer!  We rushed around the R.V. frantically putting on our faces, fixing our hair, rummaging through the closet for shoes.  9 year old Joseph said, "Mom, where’s my cowboy boots?".  And 7 year old Ammon, "Mom, I can’t find my performance pants.  Can I wear Blue Jeans instead?" …..Despite all the chaos, we were miraculously able to make it on stage on time!  There was wonderful energy that night, with Amazing Arthur opening up the show, bringing the audience to roaring laughter and excitement.

We spent the following day at the fair, and the boys had a hey-day riding rides.  The highlight of the night was watching the Chain-pull.  A two-car race where the front car has the engine and gas pedal, and the back car has the brakes.  Then there was the Combine Derby.  Basically where combines run into each other untill all but one can’t go on any further.  We feel we have experienced true small-town, "red-neck", culture!