Unleashing the Beast: The Beast Meets The Boss

“We thought we would call you because we know you would be game.”
We often get these phone calls...and I refer to them as: “We know you are bad parents—so we thought we would run this by you…” phone calls.

When do kids start going to rock concerts?
In my opinion—a kid should go to a rock concert ONLY when they are old enough to go without a parent aka when they get their first fake id—16? 17?

As you can imagine—we are not the type of parents who stand on line for days on end to purchase $250 tickets to see Hannah Montana. In fact we are the type of parents who try to get the Disney channel off our basic Verizon access. We are the type of parents who have never taken our child to a theme park—Disney, Hershey, Dollywood....unless you count the tragically beautiful Coney Island for the Mermaid Day Parade.

So we got a call on Tuesday night from friends who had an extra ticket to go see Bruce Springsteen on Wednesday. Granted it was a school night and the child said—“of course I don’t know him, but why not?” And that is what we thought—“why not?” It is another experience that would be fun for a 12 year old, but not us.…so off she went…to Jersey…to see the Boss.

So the following week I dropped off money for the ticket and I said to the father who was wearing a Disney T-shirt—anytime you want to take her to Disney..feel free, she is a good traveler. I am keeping my fingers crossed.