The weekend has finally arrived.
The Princess can hardly contain herself.
Saturday morning, we are heading to The Hannah Montana Concert Event.
Oh my word.
What were we thinking?
Is there anyway to anticipate the squealing pitch of thousands of tweens?
Did you see her on Oprah last week?
Did you hear the squeals?
Will my nerves be able to handle the madness?
Will Billy Ray be there?
Must I stand the entire time?
What does a parent wear to such an event?
What if (by accident, of course) I sing along?
What if The King sings along?
What if The King is on his Crackberry during the concert?
How many possible ways are there to embarrass The Princess?
The King will most likely find them all.
What if we sold the tickets to fund the college education of The Princess?
Wish us luck.