Last weekend Daz and the boys were lucky enough to experience a weekend to remember, now note I said Daz and not I, that’s not a typo, I played not part in this weekend to remember, other than purchasing a large picnic, packing bags and stressing about accommodation and travel. Nope, this was a boy’s weekend away. As music fans, Tween and Teenager were treated to the creme de la creme of pop at Capital FM’s Summertime Ball in Wembley Stadium. And boy were they happy!
I sat at home in a quiet house, feeling very sorry for myself. (ok, so I may have managed an early evening walk to the beach, so it wasn’t all bad)
But that’s enough of my sob story, motherhood is all about sacrificing the odd thing here and there and this weekend I did just that. But I took great delight in knowing that my boys would be having the time of their lives and Daz would be equally enjoying him self too. Even my sister and nephew got in on the fun.
Capital FM’s Summertime ball this year boasted the best line up ever with One Direction kicking things off. My dear little sister, Lynz, arrived in plenty of time as this was one band she did not want to miss. (I’m trying hard not to make any reference about cougars here, he he) she called me to say she’d arrived and commented on how many families there were everywhere, I was so relived to here that and knew it’d be a great introduction to music concerts for all our guys. The next message I got was telling me she may have cried a little when Harry and the lads came on stage.
As my family text and sent photos throughout the day, Baby R and I got into the mood with a kitchen disco whilst listening to the live stream. The wonders of technology meant I could share their day in part and as much as I missed my boys and man, little snippets of how it was all going their end, cheered me up, especially the half-naked Jason DeRulo which my thoughtful sister sent.
It’s been a few days since they returned and the music has been blaring out ever since. It seems my boys are well and truly obsessed with live music now, with Teenager asking when he can go to another one. I never realised quite how much the experience would imprint on them, I love that my children never cease to amaze me.
On which note I’ll leave you with a photo round-up of their weekend to remember….
Many thanks to Vodafone who made it all possible.