Mutton Bustin’ In Southwest Oklahoma

IMG_2785Grandson, Roper, at the rodeo.

Mutton Bustin’–Entertainment For Country People

The roundup club in our neighboring town sponsors a rodeo every May. This year, Gramps’ and my grandson, Roper, wanted his dad to sign him up for the mutton bustin’ competition. For those unfamiliar with our countrified amusements, mutton bustin’ is just for the small boys and girls. Whichever kid rides a sheep longest, wins.

Our Son #1–and Roper’s dad–rigs out Roper for his ride


Finally, Roper was ready

He had his hat on. He had his vest on. He had his chaps and boots on. The chicks were diggin’ it. Except for me, his nana, (and possibly his mama, too,) with our heads down, praying fervently the experience would break him from wanting to ride rough stock ever again as long as he lives.


Roper, if you can’t run with the big dogs, stay under the porch

Gramps accompanied Son #1 and Roper to the bucking chutes where Roper promptly decided he didn’t want to mutton bust no more.  However, Roper’s dad is old school and believes in follow through, so he plopped him onto the wooly mammoth sheep, told him to hang on tight, and the cowboys threw open the gate.

A magnificent ride

Roper stayed on the wooly mammoth big ewe for all of two seconds then his dad helped him up from the arena and dusted him off. Instead of bawling like a baby, Roper faced the stands and raised his hands, giving his wildly cheering fans the Lane Frost wave. (For those who don’t know who Lane Frost was,  he was a champion bull rider from Oklahoma who was killed after a ride when a bull hooked him with his horns. He gave the crowd his trademark wave after his rides.)

Afterward, all the cowboys behind the chutes told Roper, “Way to go, buddy,” and when he got back to the stands, the rodeo clown congratulated him with a high-five and a “Good ride, Cowboy.”

Reverse psychology failure?

Since then, Roper has been riding tall and I fear instead of breaking him from wanting to ride sheep, calves, broncs, and bulls, the experience may have had the opposite effect.

His nana ain’t done praying, yet, though.

God bless all y’all and enjoy the Oak Ridge Boys doin’ Thank God For Kids (and Grandkids, too).


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8 thoughts on “Mutton Bustin’ In Southwest Oklahoma

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  3. Oh my gracious, but he is the cutest thing ever. And while I”m all for following through and facing your fears, it would be so hard to watch that little guy “rough riding”–even on a sheep.
    PS: It was a proud moment for me when I knew exactly who Lane Frost was 🙂

    • I’m impressed you know about Lane Frost!
      I used not to think a think of it, tossing my boys onto sheep, or horses, or whatever, but the grandkids are so fragile. 🙂 I wish they came with little bumper pads

  4. Well… reverse psychology may have failed me but I was so very proud that he followed through and did it anyways despite his fear… He was so brave and that makes me a happy Momma…. And the Lane Frost wave makes me smile every time I think about it.=o)

  5. The mom part of me was cringing, but I was really proud of him for jumping up and being tough. Way to go, Roper!

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