...then, once we got on the stock show grounds, the trade show featured all kinds of car, truck and tractor displays for the discriminating farmer, rancher or transportation-obsessed little boy...
...here, Jonas seems to be saying, "Dad, I pick this one. Let's do whatever we need to do to make this happen..."
...soon, however, Jonas caught on that the real action was outside at the stockyards. So, off we went through the cavernous stock show campus to find us some animals...
...once in the yards, we got to see a real-life cattle herding competition where dogs beat the clock to herd a group of three cows into different bins...
...but the real fun stuff was just beyond the arena, where rows and rows of pens held various livestock ready to be judged and sold...
...Jonas made sure to get up close so he could get a good look...
...and it wasn't too long until he really started to look the part of the rancher, wanting to see each and every bin so he could decide which animal he might want to make an offer on...
...but the only way to really tell what you have is to get your hands dirty. So Jonas gave some "nice pats" to a yak that he had his eyes on...
...and he even stopped a herding dog to get some more "nice pats" in as well...
...inevitably, the thing that really caught Jonas' attention in the yards was an animal of a different sort, the kind that's green and yellow and has big, big wheels...
...in time, he had seen (and stepped in) enough and it was time to head back to the bus, Jonas looking like he owned the place as he walked the grounds...
...and as we waited for the bus to take us back to our car, Jonas couldn't hide the smile from a fun-filled morning.
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