Oh, my.....

My kids have, for years now, wanted to go to a Monster Truck Rally, so last night we finally went to Monster Jam!!!

I was a smidge frightened....never in a million years would I have gone to a Monster Jam if left to my own devices. But, you know, the kids look at you with those big eyes, and before you know it you're buying earplugs, jacking up the Rav 4 and heading out.

It was, actually, surprisingly fun, if a little outside of my normal range. I noticed driving in to the parking lot that my poor little vehicle was very, very small compared to all the F-150's, Tundras and Hummers in the lot. Plus, though I wouldn't swear to it, I THINK I was the only Mom there who came alone with her kids. It was definitely a testosterone laden evening. And, I have to admit, when we left I had the oddest urge to rev up my engine and run over something.

The kids now have their favorite Monster Trucks (just what every Mom wants to hear...). Peter's is Monster Mutt, while Grace goes for either Black Stallion or Grave Digger. Peter came home with a Monster Mutt T-Shirt, and Grace picked a stuffed Grave Digger truck, which she slept with last night.

Ah, yes, just the thing to lull her to sleep......