Mar 23
At some point in my pre-parenting days, I said in a very smug tone, “I won’t try to control the music my kids listen to. If they want to go to a concert, I’ll take them.”
Yeah! Right on! Seemed sensible at the time…
Which is how I ended up at the Fall Out Boy, Hawthorn Heights, and All American Rejects concert with five 14 year old girls last night.
What can I say, I went back and forth between feeling 1000 years old, trying to remember if back in the day the bands I loved alternated every word with the F word, wondering if someone would die in a crowd surfing accident, and realizing there was a reason that the other Moms were smiling when I agreed to chaperone the girls.
