You Don't Get Jack (Yet)

On Sunday we went to see one of our favorite musicians, Jack Johnson. It was really nice because a.) Jack always puts on a good show, and b.) it was really nice for both of us to decompress from what has become a very hectic life schedule and feel normal for a few hours. Unfortunately, Owen isn't specialized in helping us decompress, so we made the executive decision to have him stay with Dawn for the night.

We missed him during the concert, especially when Jack was commending all of the parents who brought their little ones to the show. We knew we made the right call, however, when smoke of various origins was surrounding us all night long. Owen didn't seem too shook up though and he had a good time so, all's well...


Huggy bear? Check. Tractor tires? Check. Travel suitcase? Check and check; we're good to go.


Oh wait, we forgot one thing. Now we're ready.