Aw, He's So Wonderful for my Self-Esteem

I took Rachel (along with Kathryn and Kathryn's mom) to the Lady Gaga concert in Tulsa.  I do wish I had been able to take my real camera so that I could have captured all the wild costumes.  It was a phenomenal production, even if Gaga didn't start until past my bedtime (10pm) and we trudged our way back to the hotel at midnight. 

Pooped I am.  OH!  But after the concert, the girls ran to the bathroom and the other mom and I were lazily starting to move when the drummer began throwing his sticks into what was left in the crowd.  With an incredible surge of energy, I began screaming "Here! Here!" and wouldn't you know it, he actually tossed a drum stick past the young flashy ones in the crowd toward the older ladies further back (me and Kathryn's mom).  I caught the drum stick in my hand!  It didn't bounce off my head or fall to the ground.  I caught that thing as if I catch flying objects all the time.  So now Rachel has a souvenier.

Anyway, after being gone for a little over 24 hours, my wee Paul rushed into my arms to hug me and then a bit later, he just burst out with a "Mommy?  Thank you for coming home." 

Awwwww....