05/19/2026
To all those parents or grandparents rockin on the fence about rodeo…figure it out! It will be the best decision you ever make. God, country, family & rodeo!
She found the gap in the fence on her own.
I didn't show her.
One minute she was beside me in the stands.
The next she was down at the rail —
both hands on the wire,
face pressed as close as she could get.
Brianna is eight.
This is her first proper rodeo.
Not a fair. Not a parade.
A real Saturday night PRCA event
with full lights and dirt and noise
and everything that goes with it.
I watched her more than I watched the arena.
The way her mouth opened when the bronc exploded out.
The way she grabbed the fence a little tighter.
The way she didn't look away.
Didn't flinch. Didn't ask to leave.
Didn't reach for my phone.
Just stood there.
Completely and entirely present.
The way only a child can be
the exact moment they find
the thing they were made for.
I've been around rodeo my whole life.
You forget how big it is.
How loud. How alive.
She reminded me tonight.
On the drive home she sat quiet for twenty minutes.
Then at a red light she said,
"Can I ride one?"
I said, "What do you mean?"
She said, "One of the horses. The big ones."
I looked at her in the rearview mirror.
I said, "Yeah. We'll figure it out." 🤠❤️