The next morning was my birthday. We slept in late, checked out of the hotel and had my favorite breakfast - a chicken breakfast burrito from Chick-fil-A. Seriously, try one. Then we went to the American West Heritage Center for a day of fun straight from the old west. We rode ponies, played pioneer games, had an old-fashioned tea party, hung out with mountain men, and milked cows. The best part was meeting up with Cookie Grandma, Jonathan's mom, for the afternoon. Gwen and I had to leave for a little while to go see the doctor and check for strep, it was negative and she was much better that evening. See, even being a nurse doesn't save you from the should I or shouldn't I gamble of taking kids to the doctor.
That night we drove the rest of the way to Preston, about 30 minutes north of Logan and got to Cookie Grandma's house and settled in. She had to work for a few hours but planned to meet us at the Preston Night Rodeo later. I love rodeos and planned this trip just for that because really, there's not much else to do up there. We drove to dinner and couldn't quite make it there because of a parade, so we got out and waved and got a ton of candy from the parade. We ate dinner at one of the few restaurants in Preston. It was a Mexican place but Emily asked for and got a hamburger with cheese only and Gwen got two side salads. My girls are so opposite sometimes. After dinner we went to the rodeo. It was three hours long and my girls where interested in it the entire time. We had fun rooting for the "buffalos" as Emily called the bulls. She made up stories to go with each event. "Those cowboys are trying to catch the little buffalos because they were naughty and need to go back to jail. But they can run really fast and get away and not go to jail." Jonathan played on his Nintendo the entire time.