Back in 1977, I could only dream of seeing Shaun Cassidy in concert. I never sat in the crowd of screaming girls to hear him sing "Da Doo Ron Ron". I was not meant to see his feathered bangs and white jeans in person.
But I really, really wanted to!
Last night, I lived out all my childhood concert dreams....with my daughter, the Jonas Brothers, and seventeen thousand screaming girls!!
I'm not ashamed. We had a BLAST! We squealed, we danced, we sang....did I mention we screamed and squealed?! A lot.
Co-Winners of Mother of the Year:
The one thing I didn't get to do.... take pictures of my daughter's face enjoying it all.
Why you may ask?! Because we were asked to take our digital cameras back to the car. Not because you couldn't have a camera, but because it wouldn't fit in my pocket. Meet the world according to Susie Stickler, ticket scanner extraordinare.
I politely informed Susie that there was NO mention of camera size on our tickets or the arena website. She informed me that it was a Jonas Brothers rule. Ooooohhhhh.
We followed Susie's "rule" against our
After a "quick" 20 minute wait for the little girls room, we arrived at our great seats with about 15 minutes to spare.
After looking around for a few seconds, I realized SEVERAL people on the rows around us had cameras that were exactly the same size as mine and LARGER. Imagine the happiness I felt right then and there.
Here's the only photo that came out of the Princess enjoying the concert.
The concert was spectacular! It was worth the wait and definitely worth every penny. The $4 pink cotton candy was the bargain of the night.
The mom's even got in on the singing action when the JoBros busted out their own rendition of "Sweet Caroline".
As we were sitting in traffic, we even got to wave at Kevin who was sitting in the front of their bus which passed us. *SQUEAL*
Despite the awesomeness of the night, I left with but one regret.
I have no photos of my daughter's face the moment the Jonas Brothers appeared on stage. No photos of her screaming her pretty little head off. No pictures of her swaying her arms, or of her singing and dancing in her seat.
No pictures of us together on this BIG event for both of us.....our first teenage heart throb concert.
But I'm not bitter......maybe just a little.....or a lot!