We bought tickets for the Iron and Wine show way back when, and thought it might be our first night out sans children since A's birth. October 14 (the night of the show) thus became my deadline for making sure that baby A would take the bottle - except that in reality, I never actually got around to pumping my milk and offering it to him. This happened because 1. I was lazy about it and 2. as the date approached, I realized that neither I nor him were ready to be separated for an entire evening.
And so we had no choice but to scalp our tickets for twice their value! Just kidding. We had no choice but to bundle up that baby and drag him to his first concert! He did great. He was really into the opening act, mesmerized by the elaborate spotlights. We had seats in the balconey although LePapa ended up walking around with him quite a bit. He slept in the baby sling through most of the main act. It was way louder than I expected (there were 10 musicians on stage!) and I was slightly worried that it somehow might not be good for him to be in such a noisy environment. But he only startled a bit when the crowd applauded.
We were clearly pushing it when we attempted to go for a quick beer with some friends post-concert. He woke up almost as soon as we sat down and was awake on the metro all the way home, but he was smiley and content so I'd say the evening was success!
Guess who else was awake when we arrived back at the apartment at 11:45pm?!
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