Tear the roof off the mother!!

As we were leaving to go the bus stop this morning I realized we were running well ahead of schedule so we opted to hop in the car and run a quick errand. As we were driving I asked Em “Do you wanna listen to the band that dad and I are going to go see tonight?”

Parliament’s “Give Up the Funk” started filling the car with it’s funkitude and there were smiles all around. I swear even Fisher was feeling it.

I pulled up to the bus stop and parked the car, turned around to see my little lady with a face full of tears. I turned down the funk and asked her what was wrong. “It’s just not fair!! Why can’t a kid see a good band EVER!? I didn’t know you were going to see THIS band!!!”

I tried not to smile. I really did. But man, oh man, I was swelling with pride. “Baby the first time I saw George Clinton and and the Parliament-Funkadelic I was twenty years old. I promise you that I will take you to see them before you are twenty, okay?”