Mohawk Warrior is NOT A NICE MAN.

  MONSTER JAAAAAMMMM!!!!
  
   Rob and I surprised the boys last Friday night with tickets! I was hoping for some joyous screaming, but I'll settle for the reaction we got when we parked and told them where we were... It's dark, but you can still see Connor's face.

 

Unfortunately, the first half of the show was dominated by Connor's overwhelmed tears. It was just too much too suddenly. It was so loud in the arena, and we were surrounded by people. He couldn't handle it. But after taking a break outside for a minute, and getting something to drink, he was ready to enjoy it. And he did! They got to see their favorite monster trucks -

 

Gravedigger, Monster Mutt Dalmation (Who Connor INSISTED on meeting after the show) and El Toro Loco, respectively.

 

Daddy bought them some cool ear-gear.

 

Sweet jumps.

 

The highlight of Max's night, and the thing he hasn't been able to stop talking about since - Gravedigger took a spill at the last second of the show. That's it folks. Fun's over.

 

 

     Overall, I'm confident that we are the coolest parents ever. Max was so excited after the whole thing that instead of his normal constant jabber, he talked faster than ever on the way home! I couldn't understand a word he said except when I heard 'Gravedigger' and 'Right, Mommy? Right, Mommy? RIGHT MOOOOMMMMMYYYYYYYYY????' Then, very suddenly, it was silent. He'd passed out from too much excitement.