Well hello blog world!!! After taking a week hiatus I am back, blogging and the fair just didn’t go together! This week I am planning on recapping some of our biggest events of the fair. And hopefully on Friday I will have big GIVEAWAY announcement for all my wonderful readers!
I began showing sheep at a pretty young age I think I was probably six or so. And I continued to show sheep for several years we even began raising some of our own lambs that we showed both at our local and state levels. We did just fine with these animals but never were super successful. Note I am fully aware that what you gain from showing has nothing to do with the ribbon you receive.
Then we began showing hogs when I was in Jr. High and we did pretty well. After a few years we started farrowing a few litters each year and began showing pure bred registered hogs, this is when my dream started.
I would watch these shows and see these little tinny tiny kids showing animals with their parents. Then I would watch these kiddos winning their state fair classes. And for some reason it became a dream of mine to continue that tradition with my family so it hasn't just been my dream but my parents, brother and the hubs dream. Some days I wonder what was I thinking, but most days I am so thankful.
When the hubs and I started dating the first thing we purchased together was a registered Hampshire gilt. That is when I began to realize that maybe just maybe this guy would help me achieve my dream and would hopefully share the dream. The longer we dated the more passionate he became about raising hogs and the day we got married his hogs and my families hogs also joined.
So back to the dream. I knew I wanted my kiddo to show, but more importantly I wanted her to show animals that we all had raised. Ones that she had the chance to see being born weaned and raised. Also I didn’t just want her to show I dreamed of her being that cute little kid that was in the ring showing with her momma and walking away with the blue ribbon. (I had hopes that maybe someone else would see her showing and would start a dream of their own)
Last Monday when she and I walked into the show ring with Daisy I was hopeful. As we walked in the judge took a minute to lean down and talk to her, which was so nice of him. And from there forward Charlot was driving Miss Daisy. My heart was racing (I know I am crazy) as he continued to look at the class and gave Daisy a few more look overs. Then it happen he asked Charlot to pen her pig in the first pen.
I know that doesn’t seem like a big deal to most but for me and my family I thought it was an awesome thing! As she and I walked out of the ring that day I had tears in my eyes, not for the blue ribbon, but for the dream achieved and the tradition continued.
More from the State Fair tomorrow!
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