Last Sunday I took the twins to their very first rock & roll concert. No, we didn’t take them to see Slayer; they’re only three and I don’t even know if Slayer’s together anymore. We went to see Gwendolyn and the Good Time Gang. Hang on, before you freak out, they’re not an actual “gang.” They just call themselves that because they carry weapons and do drive-by’s and that’s their definition of a “good time.”
They also put on a kick ass kiddie concert. Maybe you’ve heard of the song, “Farm Animal Friends”? It’s catchy as hell and kids love it. Up until Sunday the twins had to be satisfied with watching the video over and over on YouTube so when Jon and I saw they were going to be doing a show at an outdoor arena in Topanga Canyon we thought we’d try a family outing for a change. This, by the way, is risky business.
With two three-year-olds we’re still in the phase where a lot of planning and meticulous timing is required for traveling farther than five miles from home. Matilda gets hungry, tired, emotional and carsick doing anything more involved than going to the park or grocery store and Sadie has plenty of energy but if anything doesn’t go her way she wants to be carried and unless you’ve just had back surgery, she will not take no for an answer.
Here’s my recommended packing list for an afternoon with twins.
Sunscreen, changes of underwear for both twins, changes of clothing, water bottles, Trader Joe’s fruit snacks, cheese popcorn, baby wipes, camera, taser gun, juice boxes, towels, oranges, cookies, band-aids, a stroller, two Smurf figurines from recent Happy Meal outing, Diego figurine, taggy blankets, turkey sandwich, peanut butter sandwich, video camera, herbal anxiety meds.
Here’s what I actually packed:
Fruit snacks, cheese popcorn, camera.
Apparently I greatly underestimated the needs of toddlers which would arise during the two hours we were away from home. Like I said, we don’t do it a lot.
The fun part of an outing is usually limited to the actual event because the before and after can tend to be quite a bit of work. Even the “during” can be a little tough what with all the pee runs I have to go on. Three-year-olds have the bladder capacity of a drunk sorority chick.
But I swear, we did have a great time. To prove it, I’ve included some pictures.
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