Beef is in their Blood...

We went to the County Fair last night and we had a great time! We wandered around and each picking out the meals that we had already planned in advance just waiting for the Fair to finally arrive. Mr. AB shared his pulled pork sandwich with the Muse who probably would have eaten half of his sandwich had he not finished it off before she could. She knows good food when she tastes it. I shared some of my sausage sandwich but it wasn't as fun as dad's so I gave up. 

       

Once our bellies were satisfied (for the moment) we found our way to the greatly anticipated Beef Barn. Mr. AB walking the Muse up and down every aisle evaluating each steer, soaking in the familiar sights, sounds and smells that is the Beef Barn. It's like going home, comforting and you don't want it to end. 

                                       

This picture sums it up. Beef is in their Blood, it's who they are. We are livestock people. The goal is to make a financial plan so that by the time she's ready for 4-H we can sell our house and buy a small Farm so she can raise a steer to take to the fair. We feel very strongly about this. Both of us being raised with animals we know the precious, valuable lessons learned from being responsible for raising those animal. Those values just can't be taught any other way. It almost feels like her soul is at stake, we must give her the same gift that we were given.