Recalling My Past Life
A recent Saturday afternoon at Rock ‘n Romp made me realize just how much I missed my grown-up life. We’re still in that “I can’t go to sleep without Mommy” stage, which, while very sweet and fleeting (or so I thought), makes me turn down evening outings rather than deal with a wired kid who finally conks out 3 hours past her bedtime.
I remember going to a concert in Austin and seeing a pile of children sleeping on blankets not far from the stage while parents danced the night away. Wow, I thought, when I have kids, that’s the kind of parent I want to be!” And to tell the truth, that’s the parent I would be, if I still lived in Austin. It’s hard to find those opportunities up here.
Which is why we jumped at the opportunity to head to McGinty’s for Rock ‘n Romp a few weeks ago. Sure, the first band should never have been allowed to play in front of children (loud garage band, loud – did I mention loud?), and we spent more money than we should have on their excellent beers. But it was just the fix I needed.
It wasn’t quite like the great kid-friendly shows back home. But, seeing my five year-old tearing around the joint and partying up on stage like a rock star, I realized – wow, I’m not so far from home after all.
And when hubby calls up asking if I want to go see the Who with him at $300-plus per ticket? That’s when I’m glad to say “love to, honey, but Alya would stay up too late on a school night.”
Hmm… maybe the “can’t go to sleep without Mommy” thing has bonuses, too.