This weekend Doug and I took the kids on one of our surprise outings. All the way to downtown Nashville they kept saying, "Just tell us where we're going."
When we didn't answer they said, "I hate when they do this."
When we finally parked in the parkade, they said, "Oh, I betcha we're going out to eat."
Still, Doug and I didn't say anything as we walked to the Sommet Center.
The doors weren't open yet, but the crowd was pumped and lined up to the street. Mariah finally goes, "Is this a concert or something?"
"Yep." Doug's barely suppressing a grin by now.
Naturally, they want to know who's playing.
In his nonchalant voice, Doug says, "Oh, just Pure NRG, Toby Mac, and lots of others."
"Really?" They both shout. They let out whoops of joy. By now people are starting to stare. (And the girls are afraid I'll embarrass them in public--Sheesh!)
We bought them the rare junk-food dinner and found our seats just in time for the show to begin.
The concert was loud for the parents:
And a time to get a little crazy for the kids:
Except the kids who are too cool to get a little crazy:
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Okay, I guess I'm getting to old to know who that is but glad you all had lots of fun!
that is cool. I bet the girls just loved it!!!! :) Glad you had fun!! Love you!
You guys are such good parents.
hey there busy bee! Thought I would come and say hello and that I love you and your family!
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