Everyone who knows Xander wants to know what he wants to do with his life. After all, he builds and programs robots, does Khan Academy math just for fun and possesses fluent knowledge on a vast number of topics. Mary admiringly calls him “smartypants.”
And he wants to be a farmer.
For some reason, everyone laughs when Xander gives his answer. They think he’s kidding. But farming and ranching require a lot of smarts.
And he’s perfectly suited to farming in so many ways: he loves problem solving, he adores animals, he wakes up before dawn, he’s extremely organized and he looks good in a cowboy hat.
So we indulge him by looking at tractors, raising chickens and bees. Sometime soon we’ll visit my friend Montserrat’s farm in Idaho (read her blog and you’ll be convinced all farmers are geniuses). But in the meantime we make do with the rodeo.
This was especially fun because Hans was also there on a date, and we love any opportunity to embarrass Hans.
Farmer dreams or not, everyone should go to the rodeo– there’s a lot to love:
sparkly red, white and blue chaps,
calf roping, clowns, excellent popcorn and smiles all around.
I have plenty of faith in Xander’s abilities, but I do think he might be wise to marry a girl who has been raised on a farm. Let’s just hope he can keep up with her.