We took the kids to their first concert yesterday. It was an all day event.
The weather was beautiful, 72 and sunny. We were outside for about 8 hours.
I am sure it was the first concert I have been too, where I didn't get pushed around by drunk people.
We saw several great bands. Including Mercy Me.
Lincoln Brewster (Used to play guitar for Steve Perry)
We also saw Chris Sligh (American Idol), Tenth Avenue North, Josh Wilson and PFR.
We did our best to stay cool during the day and then warm at night.
They didn't quite make it through Mercy Me.
We got home around midnight. We carried the kids in and sent them off to bed.
I went to kiss Z goodnight and I didn't see him in his bed. I hadn't turned on the light, so I nearly stepped on him when I found him on the floor. He looked dead. He had his pants and his underwear down around his knees and his arms up over his head and he was sound asleep. We could not have been home more than two minutes. I couldn't stop laughing.
I picked him up and took his sweatshirt off and pulled up his pants. He was dead weight.
Must really have been too much fun.
I made it 8 hours in the sun yesterday without getting a sunburn, but this morning I go for a 2.5 hour walk and fry my shoulders. It was 9:00, I thought I would skip the sunscreen. Moron.