On Friday I took TinyTuna to another first. Our good friend, PBSTuna was singing in a band. So off we went to lend moral support, be entertained, have a fabulous time, talk and dance.
Midway through the evening as TinyTuna was shaking her 12-year old groove thang on the dance floor with Mensch, she told her with breathless excitement, "I can't wait until Monday!!"
"What happens on Monday?"
"I can tell all my friends I went to a BAR!"
I'm wondering if I'll be getting a phone call from the guidance counselor...
Oh my, I think I need one of these.