You don’t forget your first concert.
Mine was Ronnie Milsap. My dad took me. I even remember Ronnie’s jokes that night.
Tootie also likes country music, especially when it’s performed by Taylor Swift.
On impulse, quite awhile after the tickets went on sale, I bought a couple. Tootie was thrilled.
My friend Kristina (Moody Mom) also was going, as were several other friends. Since Kristina’s daughter has an October birthday, Kristina decided to host a getting-ready party at Apricot Studio for the girls that were going.
They had so much fun, even my Tootie, who is a bit of a tomboy.
Tootie balked at the tiara, in case you hadn’t noticed.
“I’m not a fancy-nancy,” she said firmly, thrusting the tiara into my hands.
The concert was a lot of fun, especially given that my kid morphed into Fan Girl.
Tootie twirled her glow stick, hollered for songs and danced in her seat.
The next day, she went to school with blue and green streaks in her hair and an air of malaise, due to the lateness of the hour we arrived home from the concert.
But I’m told she wasn’t in the minority.
And as it turns out, a lot of teachers were tired for the same reason!
For more photos, head over to Moody Mom’s.