one thursday, a couple of months ago, i went to salt lake to take my nephew to a concert (that full story will follow). i was excited to be going to salt lake so, of course, i took pictures of myself.
before nephew jesse and i headed to the concert, we were able to take in my other nephew's t-ball game. and it was super fun.
|all the little tikes.|
malcolm is in the middle on the right.
|without fail, malcolm fell to ground to catch all the balls his coach rolled to him.|
his coach was trying desperately to teach him to stay on his feet.
it was kinda funny.
|and of course, he had to make sure his mitt fit his head.|
and now for the meat of this post. awhile ago, i learned that my nephew, jesse, is a big rock'n'roll fan. we were driving in my car and flipping through radio stations and he made me stop on the loudest and hardest station. he loves the drums and the electric guitar and the bass and the singing/shouting and all that is great about rock. it's pretty funny that he is a fan of rock'n'roll because his parents are so not rock fans.
|and on top of all that, he has a great rocker face.|
jesse proceeded to become obsessed with the music. he would listen to it so much that he knew exactly which songs were his favorite and what number the songs were on the disc. this kid even knew the words. well, i loved that he loved the music and i decided that i wanted to share my love of music with him. i wanted to take him to the tony lucca/tyrone wells concert, but we decided against it because it was a standing room only venue.
i was sad that i wasn't going to share that concert experience with jesse (i shared it with my sister, instead...but that's another post topic). i decided to just see when daughtry was going to be on tour and if they were going to be in utah. to my excitement, daughtry was going to be in salt lake just a few weeks after i checked the schedule. i proceeded to buy myself and jesse a ticket and the excitement built. my guess is, i was probably way more excited to go to the concert than jesse was, but he was pretty excited, too.
we didn't have the greatest seats, but they were alright. we were able to see the stage and the musicians. i made sure to take ear plugs for the child. and he was very good about keeping them in his ears. he would get very concerned when they would shift or if he felt like they were going to fall out.
|this was our view of the arena.|
not a great view of the stage, but we could still see pretty good.
|this is lifehouse singing my song.|
|he was really excited to be there, but like i said, we arrived way too early.|
|all of the bands had their own banners and once this one was revealed, jesse was just that much more excited to be there.|
i'm not sure what jesse thought was going to happen at the concert, but once daughtry started playing, he got really excited. he sang along to all the songs he knew...word for word. he also stood and cheered and yelled and did all those things that we all do at concerts.
before the show was over, i could tell that jesse was getting really tired. i knew that i wanted to get jesse a shirt, so i figured we needed to leave a little bit early to beat the crowd. once i realized he was tired i knew that it was time to go. we headed up the stairs and out of the arena. when we were walking around the concourse, jesse stopped me and he asked the greatest question...ever. he asked, "aunt chelle, is this a once-in-a-lifetime experience?" i made him ask me again because i was caught off-guard a little. and then i realized what he was asking. and it made my heart sink and swell at the same time. i realized that he didn't want to miss any of it if he wasn't going to be able to see them again. i promised him that it wasn't and that we would definitely go to another concert. man, i love that kid.
|this is him in his daughtry shirt.|