I was determined.
With the constant stress that surrounds the “Thing We Can’t Talk About”… we were going to have ONE fun thing to look forward to.
I thought I had totally nailed it when an email came through about a monster truck show.
Who cares if I’d never been to one or even considered it.
I had two redneck boys and this had to be right up their alley, right?
Let’s just say that one of those redneck boys is a good traveler, and the other one can’t play on a Kindle and drive at the same time.
So after two months of waiting (and keeping it a secret from Itty Bit), we finally arrived to a very wet show day.
An even bigger secret was the fact that we were picking up cousin Bubba on the way and we were going to RIDE in a monster truck!
Y’all remember Bubba, right?
The dude is FEARLESS.
Itty Bit? Uncharacteristically began a mantra of “I am NOT going on that. I am NEVER IN MY WHOLE LIFE going on that.”
Guess which mean momma made him go on it?
The fist-pumping one who whooped through every wet pavement donut.
And guess which kid climbed down off it saying, “AWESOME! I am DEFINITELY going on that again!”
(Introducing “Tissy” above. AKA: favorite relative of all kids).
When our party of 13 finally took our awesome seats, the kids were ready to rock and roll.
This is what happens when Bubba is being sweet and compliant, Itty Bit is refusing to look at the camera, Cutie Left is waaay too smart for his own good (and held up a FOUR after I yelled a count of 1-2-3 for the pic), and Cindy Lou Hoo is loving on her popcorn.
Quick disclaimer: I spent more time watching the show (and generally making an idiot out of my excited self) than messing with camera settings. The show was at night and I refused to annoy everyone with flash. So please forgive for the less than stellar photos.
After Danny Bonaduce did the introductions (yes, really… it was a slightly surreal moment)… the kids looked SO SERIOUS when the show began.
But do not fear… as serious as she looks. Cindy Lou Hoo absolutely had the best time.
She was in awe – jumping and cheering for each driver.
It was pretty impressive watching some crazy skills!
I have no idea how he salvaged this… but he did.
Proof that the Grumpy Traveler had a good time.
And that his wife is apparently exceptionally pale.
And that the kid behind us isn’t half bad at photobombing.
There were many trucks that night… but I know y’all know what a monster truck show looks like. Here are just a few memorable moments:
And then? He got stuck.
Eliciting many cheers from the crowd… and…
…basically creating every redneck 6-year-old’s dream… a monster truck being towed by a crane truck. BOOYAH.
The screaming continued.
Umm y’all? The truck is ON FIRE.
Yeah, pretty much the best thing ever.
See Cindy Lou Hoo getting her cheer on?
The 16-year old driver of one of the trucks came up to give her a high-five! Pretty sure it rocked her world to see that a girl could do this!
After the winner was crowned, we had one last surprise for the kids.
I think Cutie Left pretty much summed up the whole day.
I had to laugh the next morning when Itty Bit instructed me to write something and then take his picture. Because the kid actually referred to himself as, “Itty Bit”.
Blogging family much?
That something…? Was TEN DOLLARS worth of “don’t wave that in his face, don’t flap it at her, quit snapping it around, put it down, I can’t see when you do that”.
It’s also proof that I was a fun mom.
Minus the gritted teeth as I said for the eleventieth time, “quit waving that in my face”.
What was your weekend like? Any Danny Bonaduce moments?