
Every Sunday night the Museum of the Southwest here in Midland hosts Summer Sunday Lawn Concerts....
I've been wanting to go for a long time and finally this Sunday it worked out! Carter as you can see wasn't too sure about it all...she sat in the stroller with a sour face for the first half hour or so.....then....she ventured out of the stroller, but landed right back where she started, although she started to get more interested....

Pretty soon she was up and playing with her necklace that she brought...
I'm pretty sure she was just putting on a show for all of the people around us...most of them were elderly, and just loved watching her bounce about!

By the end of the concert she was clapping along, and wagging her booty to the beat! It was fun to watch her have so much fun!

Of course Owen boy is such a good baby, he just
layed on the blanket and smiled, and cooed...I even got half of a giggle out of him! He seemed to really enjoy listening to the music and watching all of the dragonfly's...there were TONS of
dragonfly's fluttering over head!

I just couldn't help putting these photos on...I know they're almost identical but as his mother I love each and everyone of his little faces he makes, especially those smiles!

Just a happy little camper, along for the ride!

Owen, Mommy and Carter waiting for the concert to start! The group was called
Weatherstone...they weren't too bad...singing a wide range of classic rock and roll!


Carter and Daddy relaxing in the shade...
apparently the old man in the background wanted to be a part of the photo...he turned, smiled and looked right at the camera too!

I just love how soft and sweet she looks in this picture....I know these months are the beginning of the last pictures with the "baby face" look...she's just growing up too fast!

Well, we tried to get a good picture of the two of us...John's arm is only so long to hold the camera out, and of course the sun was setting behind us, so we have a bit of a glow!

By the end of the concert Carter retired to the stroller, and was rather insistent that Owen should sit on her lap....he liked it for about 1 second....I think he would have lasted longer if he hadn't of been so tired...usually he loves to be right next to her, listening and watching!

John, being John makes friends wherever he goes....there was a lovely elderly couple sitting behind us that offered to take our family picture...she must have been watching the charades I was playing the whole time trying to get a few decent pictures! Bless her heart, she even invited Carter over to pet their Chihuahua, the highlight of course of my daughters day! There were a TON of dogs at the concert that she kept telling me about!

***A MOMENT WITH A TWO YEAR OLD***
While we were there, Carter had a bit of a melt down...NOW I absolutely hate it when parents don't remove their tantruming children from a mass crowd...why do they not get it that no one wants to hear their kid crying, especially when there's a concert or something else going on....our deal is always-
"I will count to three, you can stop crying or ....(if we're at home go stand in the bathroom if we're out and about we go around the corner...etc until she's done crying)"....so I counted to 3 and she continued to cry(usually by the time I hit 2 she says "I'm done crying" and stops)....so we went around the corner of the museum where she could cry it out...NOTE: going "around the corner" isn't code for getting a spanking.......anyways there was a wheel chair ramp that she started walking up and down-eventually she stopped crying...our conversation went as follows:
Me: "Carter I think you're done crying lets go back and sit with Daddy and Owen"
Her: "No Mommy I'm crying"
Me: "It doesn't look like or sound like you're crying, I think you're ready to go listen to the music some more"
Her (as she is now running up and down the ramp): "No Mommy I'm crying"
Me: "Carter Mommy would really like to go sit on the blanket with Daddy and Owen, come on"
Her (with a smile on her face, while now climbing the stairs): "No Mommy I'm crying"
****I just had to laugh, she was not very good at convincing me that she was still crying! Raise your hand if you think my two year old was just trying to finagle a few more minutes of playing on the stairs!!!!*****