I took the kids to their first concert today. It wasn't really their first hanging-out-at-a-park concert. It was the first one for the kind of music I would've gone to see pre-kids: Mike Watt and the Missingmen.
The 7-year-old stayed home with Paul, and that was probably a good thing. The 9-year-old probably should've stayed home, too, but she insisted she wanted to come.
Because of the marijuana in the air, I took a walk with the youngest even though the show was outside (and free), just because I didn't want to have to breathe the stuff.
The eldest absolutely loved it.
19 hours ago