Jacob's First Concert!

Greg and I absolutely love going to concerts. Love it. Not the big, screaming outdoor concerts packed with huge crowds and really well-known artists. Nope, we like the smaller venues with lesser-known groups. The ones most people haven't heard of. One of our favorite bands is Jukebox the Ghost. Jacob LOVES them. He passionately belts out the words to their songs. He'll sing the background music as well. When Jukebox announced a concert at totally crunchy, non-alcohol-serving venue, we decided this was the time. In case you don't know him well, Jacob is not your typical 7-year-old. We've been able to reason with him since he was two (or possibly younger). In a lot of ways (definitely not all), he's like a mini adult.

The concert was HOT. It was sweltering outside, and inside... it didn't feel like there was any air conditioning in the building. Being an old building with lots of tall, lovely stained glass windows, none of the windows opened. So, suffocatingly hot with no air circulation. We arrived at 7 and left at 11.... UGH.

But, Jacob loved it.

 Fists!

 Travis, Jacob, Chloe

 Kid fists!

 Before the concert started, the kids entertained themselves by making each other go cross-eyed.

 The way to get meat in a vegan place? Order Jimmy John's! They're freaky fast!

 Jesse setting up his drums.

 I don't like to use flash much during the shows... I think it's somewhat rude. The people behind us had no problem taking 20 or so photos during a song, each one with flash. 

 Okay, so not a very good photo of Tommy, but we kind of stalker-snagged him as he came into the room and we had a huge crowd of teenage fans closing in on us...

 Ben and Jake. After two hours of performing in a bajillion degree heat, he somehow doesn't look hot and sweaty. Must be the tank top.

 And Jesse with Jake. He is the happiest drummer ever. Jacob was so impressed with him.

 Jacob with his signed poster.

And... a late night Denny's run. Jacob could barely keep his eyes open, but he was hungry. While he was sleepily eating his food, I made him promise that he'll never decide it's not cool to hang out with his parents and that we'll always be concert buddies.