Look at Every Clue Like the Super Sleuths Do.....Part 1

About 3 months ago, I was searching Ticketmaster for fun things when I ran across "Playhouse Disney: On Tour". Hmmm....You've got my attention Mr. Ticketmaster....explain please.

"Well, Ms. Drama." Mr. Ticket said "Your daughters favorite characters are coming to life before your eyes and dancing their way into your heart."

"Yes, Mr. Ticket, but at what price and is my nose going to bleed from what kind of seats are left?" I asked

"Ohhhhh, Ms. Drama...may I tempt you with these 20th row FLOOR seats at the low low price of $33.00. Don't make me remind you that your precious daughter (that almost died this summer) has a birhtday only 2 weeks from the day of the show? AND!!! May I point out that it's a mere hour drive to the fun-ness?!"

"OK FINE!! Here's my credit card number. You got me!"

>>>>Fast Forward to two weeks ago<<<<

"MOMMY!!! COME QUICK! MOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYY!" Screams Ariel from her perch in front of the TV her highly educational fully organic learning toys. "LOOK" she points to the tv. It's a commercial for Playhouse Disney: On Tour. She stares in amazement as they tell her how all her friends from the Hundred Acre Wood and Sheetrock Hills are going to join the Little Einsteins (and Rocket too) at Mickey's Clubhouse for a huge party. They wanted her to join them (imagine that). She looks at me with those huge blue eyes, slumps her shoulders, sighs heavily and says, "I very wish I could go see that" and heads to her bed for a nap.

I stood there at stared at the TV in disbelief. Did that really just happen. Am I like the coolest mom? On. The. Planet? This secret is getting harder and harder to keep from her. "Be tough, Bek...Be tough." I told myself. "You can do it."

>>>>Fast Forward to last Friday Night<<<<

We picked up Ariel from daycare early and left Belle behind. That ripped out my heart. I could hear her crying "Mommy" from the open windows as we buckled Ariel into her booster seat and took off.

As we're cruising down the road trying to decide if we have enough gas to get across state lines into Iowa for cheaper gas, I realize I forgot to change the batteries in the camera. "Let's just swing by home quick, Aaron. " Of course, that was not an option, with our gas situation.

"Oh well...I'll just run into the gas station and grab some batteries while you put gas in the truck."

We proceed to do just that. Back on the road. Ariel now knows where we're going and is getting more and MORE impatient.

We get ALMOST there and end up taking a wrong exit (screw you y.a.h.o.o maps). In the mean time we drive way, way WAY out of the way and Ariel ends up having to go potty, so we stop. While I'm in the bathroom with Ariel, Aaron realizes the batteries that we JUST BOUGHT are DEAD. D-E-A-D! All FOUR of them!

Anyway...we get back headed in the right direction and find where we're going. Still with time to spare even. No time to eat, but enough time to take our time getting to our seats and getting Ariel some nachos organic chicken to hold her over until after the show.

Aaron decides to take off and see if he can find some damn batteries and Ariel and I sit down in our seats. Our. Awesome. Seats. After running through the ghetto, over the train tracks and under the bridge, Aaron makes his way back just as they're shutting off the lights. Empty handed...NO batteries to be found within a 1/2 radius of the show. Unless your camera takes C or D batteries.

To be continued.........