We will not get parents-of-the-year award since we opted to see John Mellencamp, (thanks to Simon and Denise) instead of watching G's band concert this evening. We sent K to watch her for us, which she did begrudgingly
I noticed that although the concert crowd was lively, upbeat and about 10 years younger than the Neil Diamond crowd, I still felt confident that I could out-sprint most of them in the event of a bear attack.
Last week we were also unable to attend G's sports banquet due to life-
I asked G if people were beginning to ask if she was an orphan.
In my defense--she may be better of raised by a pack of wolves.