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 So...the day arrived. It's been months in the making. We had one VERY excited little girl. Diva got to go to the Taylor Swift concert. Diva LOVES Taylor Swift. She tells people that Taylor is her sister and she can sing most of the songs word for word from memory. Diva had a new "costume" to wear. Aunt Bets and I went and picked up Amy and Akelah and we went to dinner~sushi. Another very exciting event. They even had kid sushi and kid chopsticks. Very exciting! After dinner we head to the BOK Center with our tickets in hand. Diva made sure that I let her carry her own ticket inside. We go and find our seats. Then Diva and I go for another potty run (does every one's 4 year old pee every 5 minutes!). The line was long. Diva had to go VERY BAD. She was dancing and jumping and doing everything in her power not to pee her pants. Those that know me know that we have really struggled with potty training and Diva peeing in her pants. Her trying to hold it and not pee her pants is a very big deal. Needless to say that as the line inched along and we made our way into the bathroom she had to go really bad. There was one woman in front of us. She kept making faces at Diva and I and Diva's jumping around. The woman looks at Diva and says "We all have to go to the bathroom." I look at the woman and tell Diva that if her dancing helps her not pee her pants that is just fine. It's a long line and I know that she has to go really bad. I mean really lady! Would it have killed you to let a little girl go in front of you?! Or, at least not been hateful to her?! Jeez. After our potty break Diva talks me into getting her some cotton candy. Later it was a flashy light. A really obnoxious flashily light. The concert starts and there is one very excited little girl. Her favorite song is "Mean." Every time she started to play a new song Diva would ask "is this the Someday song?" That's what she calls "Mean." It was a huge moment! Now...about 1 1/2 hours maybe 2 into the concert Diva hits her wall. Complete with crying and "I miss my Daddy" and "I want to go home." She goes to bed early (7:30) and I knew this was going to be a very late night for her. We wait another 30ish minutes and leave at the pause between the final song and the encore. She is asleep in her car seat before we make it to Amy and Akelah's house (they live very close). We make it home and Daddy meets us in the driveway to carry her upstairs. We change her clothes and tuck her in. This morning we had to wake her up for school. We had forewarned her teacher that she was going to have a very late night. She was very subdued this morning and extremely groggy. I felt a little bad about sending her to school today. However, Mr. Mayer and I thought it would be setting a bad precedent if we didn't send her. I know she's 4, but I want to establish a good foundation. Maybe I am eccentric. I'm anxious to hear about how her day goes. 
Just started...
Waiting patiently
Aunt Bets and Akelah



Amy :)
Oh yes...she did heart hands

"Mean"~ we'd been waiting for it
Diva's 'sister'
Her favorite song just started




You can't see it, but she's waving her flashy light




One very tired little Diva






























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  1. I totally agree about setting a bad precedent! Good for you! (But yes, the teacher may be ready to strangle you by the end of the day. lol)

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