To the Maun and Back

Chapter:21

"No!" R.J almost screamed for the tenth time. Then went over to J.B and pointed at his boots. "I think someone is wanting to be like his daddy." I said. "I don't see a pair like mine!" J.B said. "Show him the color and let's see if he likes the color. It's something about them he likes." I said.

He sighed before letting our son see the shaft color. He then pointed at the color. I looked over the selection seeing one in his size and close to the color. I showed him the pair and he took them. "Little boys are always trying to be like their dad's in one way or another." I said.

"I'll remember that." He said while R.J was trying them out. He was definitely cute in them. I snapped a picture of him looking up at me in his boots not quite as they would be worn.

J.B then knelt down and fixed his jeans so they were good to go. I took a picture of them together. "Those fit good bud?" J.B asked him. He nodded and walked a few steps. "Problem is getting him out of them." I said. "Nah. Just let them scan the tag and he can wear them out." J.B said.

I posted the pictures to Instagram tagging J.B in it. After checking out we went out to eat. Tonight is the first night of it. The bulls arrived last night and they were well taken care of. We then went back to the hotel got dressed and went to the arena.

R.J isn't to the point yet where he needs a pass to get in. J.B carried him in while the media was snapping photos. I was on his arm the whole time. He had to hide his right hand because that's the one he decked Jared with last night before we went over to check on the bulls.

I love it when he's protective over me and our son.

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I scooped R.J up and set him on my hip. We've already began potty training the little booger at two and a half years. He was running towards the chutes where his dad was about to ride. I finally set him down when he saw J.B standing there doing nothing.

"Daddy." He squealed. J.B turned around seeing him coming towards him. I watched close behind as R.J went up the steps holding onto the railing before running to his dad and my husband. "What are you doing?" He asked as R.J came to a stop in front of him.

"Want ed to see you." R.J told him. "I'm about to ride buddy. Why don't you stay here with mommy until I get back then you can see me ok?" J.B reasoned. R.J nodded before walking over to me.

I picked him up and set him back on my hip. "He's getting a little too big for this." I said before kissing my husband. "Just wait until he's big enough that he doesn't need to be carried." J.B said. "Yeah I know. But I honestly can't wait until he's out of his pull-ups and potty trained."

"Same here." I sat down on the rail behind the chutes with R.J on my lap. I was able to get a few good pictures of J.B's ride before he came back. I handed him R.J and he gladly took him.

After tonight's rides we went back to the hotel and got some sleep. In the middle of the night I heard the toilet flush. J.B was right next to me. I got up seeing R.J come out of the bathroom. "I went potty mommy." He said.

"That's great baby boy!" I said to him. "I had to go really bad and couldn't hold it." He said. "Alright let's get back in bed and we'll go for breakfast in the morning wherever you want." I said. He smiled even in the dark of the room I could see it.

I tucked him back into bed and he went right to sleep. When morning hit R.J was waking us up. I yawned while R.J was trying to get J.B out of bed. "I'm too sore to get up." He finally said. "Come on Randy James let's get dressed and have breakfast." I told our son. "Yah."

I pulled out a pair of jeans and a shirt before handing it to him. He got dressed right away. After I was dressed he was pulling his boots on. "J. Do you want me to bring you anything back from wherever me and the munchkin are eating?" I asked.

"Why?" He asked. "Are you feeling ok babe?" I asked walking over to him. "I'm fine just a bit sore after last night." He said. "Need any painkillers?" I asked. "No." He answered. "I'll bring you some food back from wherever we eat." I said before pulling my boots on.

I could tell he wasn't feeling the best. He's getting to the point where it's taking a toll on him.