Rodeo - the Abridged Version

Steve was given some tickets to the Houston Rodeo last-minute on Thursday so we invited some friends and went.  I think Clark was a little overwhelmed with all the action, lights, noise, and crowds because pretty soon this:

turned into this:

Look at that little sad/scared/tired face! By the time the rodeo wrapped up and the concert was beginning, little Clark had had enough rodeo (and/or his mom's lack of big hair). He didn't care that we were sitting two rows away from Rascal Flatts so we left after the first song. It was fine since I've seen the Rascals plenty of times and it was nice to beat the crowds to get home at a decent hour.