Don’t you love those special moments between a father and his children? The moments that you just know your adult children will look back on and smile?
Family time is important in our household, so we do our best to make sure our kids have plenty of those moments.
This summer my husband had the wonderful idea to take our then, 13-year old daughter and 14-year old goddaughter, to an Ariana Grande concert. Having already experienced multiple concerts with my children, I selflessly encouraged and urged him to go (hahahahaha!).
The following is a text conversation that transpired between my hubby (H), goddaughter’s mom (D), and Me (M).
7:30pm
H – Screaming has started. Just 3 hours to go. I can do this!!!
D- Ha ha! You can do it!!! I believe in you! (laughing/crying emoji, laughing/crying emoji, kissing emoji)
H – (Expletive). It’s LOUD
D – OMG!!! (laughing/crying emoji x4) You’re killing me!!!
What row are they in?
H – I’ts louder than Blue Martini by a LOT (note, Blue Martini is a bar we had recently gone to)
Floor. 3rd row. (note, they were in the 3rd row of floor 4 not the actual 3rd row)
D – Ha ha!!!
WHAT??? WOW!!! Take pictures!!!
M – The girls are cracking up here. We want pics! (Laughing/crying emoji x3) (Note, I was enjoying a girls’ night out and drinking a glorious pomegranate martini)
7:40pm
H – I’m starting to have doubts about lasting 3 hours…
M – We believe in you! (Kissing emoji)
D – Poor thing…(Monkey covering eyes emoji)
H – Leaving the headphones was a bad idea. (note, hubby thought about bringing our daughter’s Beats to drown out the noise)
D- (Laughing/crying emoji x2) Sorry man!! Just remember you’re doing this for the girls!!! (Winking emoji)
M – I sort of wish it was One Direction! (Laughing/crying emoji)
End of text conversation.
My sweet daughter was kind enough to send me a pic of the hubby to show proof of life. Although said photo was somewhat questionable, she did in fact confirm he was still breathing. A little shallow, but breathing none the less.
The following texts resumed between hubby and I a little later.
9:31pm
M – How’s it going?
H – Loud.
It’s good though.
M – You’re a trooper.
H – I’m outnumbered and outgunned. Just trying to survive the night.
M – Lol. I had a drink in your honor tonight.
H – How is it on the outside?
M – Quiet (good thing hubby didn’t see my evil grin – muahahahaha)!
Okay, so maybe it was a little wrong of me not to give my hubby a quick but thorough concert survival boot camp, but honestly, that’s what made it more fun. Had I mentioned all that would likely ensue, he might not have gone and the girls would not have had the same experience – one they will most likely never forget. Even better, neither will the hubby…which, come to think of it, might make arranging the next Daddy/Daughter outing a bit more difficult…
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