Eliza, well she slept through the whole thing. Let me tell you, she was starving by the time she woke up. It was about 3 hours past the bottle time. It was a good thing she slept though, that way we could enjoy the time.
Another note was that we took my aunt's camera because I only have the Nikon now. It was probably the funniest thing trying to watch me take a picture with it. I had a hard time figuring it out. The best part was, when someone made the comment that it was beneath me. Well it really is not (I need a new quick shot for times like that) but they are funny to play with after you shoot on such an advance camera.
The weather was WONDERFUL! It was not too hot, the humidity was a little more than I would have liked, but the wind was very nice and cool.
Dinner was good. Drinks we great (specially since they come included). The horses we just amazing. I am not huge into Thoroughbreds. I like more of your common horse and work horses, but these were just beautiful. They are amazingly graceful.
Surprisingly enough there were a lot of dogs there too. They were all cute and very friendly. Gavin even wanted to pet some! Yay for the fear of dogs going away.
Now I did get very excited. I got to see Carson from Queer Eye and William Shatner. Sam was very brave because Carson sat right behind me. I was upfront with the baby. Same being the great husband asked if he would take a picture with me. He DID!!!! I was on cloud nine.
So I leave you with, if you enjoy horses, good food, a good time, check out the horse show if you have never been.
We also have a new quote of the century for our house. Gavin found two telescopes in the car. He said, "Mommy look, I found two telescopes. I wonder where they came from?" I reply with, "I am not sure, where did they come from?" Gavin, "Maybe the toilet paper!" The best part was he was so serious about the whole thing. If you have boys or had boys, I am sure you understand. The cardboard center of the toilet paper rolls and the paper towel rolls are telescopes.
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