Tomorrow is the Big Day

Our entire summer has revolved around talking about the Jonas Brothers, listening to the Jonas Brothers, watching the Jonas Brothers, dreaming about the Jonas Brothers, etc., etc., etc. Tomorrow is the long awaited event of the century! The Jonas Brothers Concert!

For those of you who have had the pleasure of knowing Taylor her whole life will understand what I am talking about. The closer we get to the concert, the more unravelled she is becoming. Taylor is a very tightly wound child, and needs to be in control. She is also slightly obsessive compulsive. (No medical professional has ever told me that Taylor is an OC, but as far as I'm concerned, there is no other explanation.) If she feels like things are not going to her plan, her whole world comes to a screeching halt. Since she was a small child, birthdays and holidays have always been very stressful. She can't cope with the excitement like most people can, and gets overwhelmed very quickly. So, as you can imagine, this concert tomorrow is throwing her life into complete turmoil. The crying and the whining are in full swing. We aren't leaving early enough; how are we going to see them if we are on the lawn; what if everyone is screaming so loud we can't hear the songs? There isn't going to be any space left on the grass to sit and we will be stuck standing in the very back. The concerns are never ending.

To make matters worse, she and Shea are spending the night at their Dad's house tonight. So, today there were several new issues regarding packing all of her belongings so that she could get ready for the concert at her Dad's. 5 bags later, she packed everything that she needed, and they were out the door at 3:30 this afternoon. Meanwhile, Shea legitimately had a lot to pack because she has cross country practice in the morning, but walked out of the house with a small bag that was not full. The 2 kids could not be more opposite.

I will be picking them up at 3:00 tomorrow afternoon, and we are leaving for the concert shortly after that. Once we are there, she will have a blast. Until then, I will try to remain calm and not lose my patience with Taylor.