Even though Harry is undeniably coming down with a rather nasty cold, he and Kile went to go see “Monster Jam” last night. I, rather wisely, stayed behind with Liam at home. Harry was so excited to go, we could hardly keep him home. He’d been talking about this Monster Jam for weeks. MONTHS. The boy loves his monster trucks. And, for what it’s worth, it is a pretty cool show. The only show yesterday was pretty late, so they didn’t get home until almost 11. Which, time change considered, was nearly midnight. Harry had the biggest smile on his face when he got home. He’s been miserable all day today, and I know going out last night is partially to blame, but it was worth it to see him so happy. I give that poor kid too hard a time sometimes. It was his night to have fun and he brought back a “skull and bones” flag (a la Grave Digger) as a souvenir.

I love that kid. Redneck entertainment choices and all.