Make Me Proud

Earlier today, my fifteen year old sent me a text message, asking if we could go to the baseball game tonight, and as an added bonus, 38 Special was playing a free concert in the parking lot afterwards. I had to oblige. 38 Special was one of those bands who had a half dozen songs that received uber amounts of playing time, and the songs became part of your road trip music. Everyone in the eighties knew the words to 'Back where you belong'. So before the show, we secured our spot rather close to the stage and waited in anticipation. They opened with 'Rockin' into the Night', and I caught my children dancing, and belting out the words as loud as they possibly could. They seemed to enjoy themselves thoroughly. On the way home, they're talking a mile a minute about the music, the musicians, the crowd, etc. So I had to ask if they actually enjoyed their parents' music. Usually I catch crap for liking, and or listening to the music I cut my teeth on, so it was a total surprise, but brought a smile to my face when they admitted to enjoying themselves tonight. I can only imagine the smile our parents had, when they caught us singing along to the Beatles or the Beach Boys, as we were driving in the car. Truly amazing how the next generation carries over a little from their parents:)