When the Drama Queen first mentioned she wanted to go to the iHeart Radio Musical Festival, I will admit that my first thought was, “No way!” But I have learned thru the many years of being a mom that sometimes we have to shove away our thoughts of no way and listen to what is being asked.
(*Tangent* I am a firm believer of the gut as a mom. I tend to listen to what it says.)
She really wanted to go. Told me all about the artists that would be there. Said she would find a responsible friend or older sibling to go with her. And the more she talked, the more I realized that this was an opportunity being given to me to:
(A) Spend some quality time with my quickly growing daughter. I have two years left with her before she starts adulting.
(B) Show her that I am absolutely willing to have fun with her and her interests.
(C) Protect my daughter while she is in the middle of possible mobs of people!
(D) Give her the best 16th birthday gift ever!
(E) I would get to see Sam Hunt!!!
So, we had a conversation. I told her I would absolutely let her go to the festival on one condition. I would be the one going with her. 😱
She digested for a few moments and then agreed. And over the next several weeks we listened to songs of everyone who would be there. We talked of what to expect, the artists I wouldn’t like, etc.
…and then it was time! We had to park far away and take the free shuttle. This ended up with us finally paying someone to take us so we wouldn’t miss everything. So she got to see mom negotiate and agree if he got us there quickly and didn’t wait around.
There was the many conversations with different people of all ages and who they were there to see.
There was the crazy drunk girls. And learning how to react to a situation that could end badly. And how the surrounding people were willing to work together to move away from them a little at a time: together. And the conversation of why she would never do that. And the Mama Bear in me that wasn’t about to let anyone smash my kiddo.
There was the lady who was near passing out from the crowds and heat. And how we all worked together to help the situation and get her out of there.
There was the mob. Once you are in, you are in. And slowly we made our way closer and closer with the crowd. It was crazy and loud and standing all day.
And there was the many conversations of the artists and their music. What was good, bad, and amazing. We talked about their talent and their attitudes. And yes, there was one artist who was so talented yet so inappropriate. And we talked about his lyrics and his talent and what he does with it. And it was a great conversation!
But most of all, we had a wonderful day together. We laughed and sang and danced and were exhausted and starving by the end of the day. And as we sat eating, she thanked me for going with her.
And that’s why I shoved the “no way” thought away. We would have missed out on an awesome day spent together.