So.
So here's the deal. I, the most awesomest mom in the world (it's true, you'll see), have a plan. A plan that involves buying 5 (FIVE! I say) CDs when they come out next Monday. Then I get to sit on the news that the kids get to go to Mall Of America that Saturday. Really, we may live close by but we go only a couple times a year. Crazy big mall = crazy masses of people. When they get to go to the MOA? They get happy loco nuts. If my plan works out (Lord/Jehovah/Buddha/whomever it BETTER work out) Mandy and I will be taking the kids (even the 17mo old) to the mall to see the guys in concert. With special wristbands. That allow the children to meet the band.
I think I'm going to be in the front of the line for Mom of the Year when they hand out those awards. (Also? Where the hell do they hand those out? I mean there has to be at least one year where I was an A+ mom right?) Carrying on.......
My children love these guys. All four of them. They think they are really from Minnesota (nope). They think the names they have on the show are in indeed real first AND last names (not quite). They think the boys are the COOLEST EVAH! (maybe)
Do you have any idea how loud these children will scream when this happens? When they see the band in front of their little faces? I think you'll hear them. No matter where you are. I'd say between 1 and 3 pm CST you should just listen. Pop a window open if you feel you need to but I don't think it will be necessary.
Sincereously.
I shall keep ya'll apprised of the super excitement. Also? The last time I was at the MOA for an event with this much excitement? It was my giddiness when I got to meet Miss Ree (that's what my girl calls her). I was also 2 1/2 hours late for work. Whoopsies.
Don't worry, I asked for the day off. See? I'm smart.
Once in awhile.
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