Coming from the Midwest and having both my girls born deep in the heart of Texas, I thought hosting a Round Up was, well, a rite of passage. Home on the range, no? Giddy up - this party was a hoot! There was wild colt lassoing, western town visiting, horseback riding (I use that term loosely), and musical Mr. Will teaching us the ropes. Cowboy cocktails were available at the Saloon. Cowboys, cowgirls, deputies and sheriffs ate their chuck wagon fare out of tin plates. And don’t forget the “ranch” for those carrots and cucumbers! This wasn’t Parker’s first rodeo…it was her fifth.