Not many big North American stars play concerts in Panama; Panama is small and the venue is not very nice. So it's always a big deal when somebody does come and people get pretty excited. But a few weeks ago when we heard Miley Cyrus was coming to town I didn't think much of it. My husband said "you should take the girls," and I probably shrugged. My girls are not huge Miley Cyrus fans. Sure they've watched Hannah Montana and heard her songs on the radio, and my eleven year old is pretty fascinated by Miley's recent tattoos (we have some mother-daughter bonding over celebrity gossip--neither one of us can resist it). But the expense and effort of a school night concert did not seem necessary to me. My husband on the other hand, decided that they should go to the concert (he is the fun parent, if he could, he would take them to every concert and event that came to town). I thought he would forget about it, he's a pretty busy guy and the girls were not begging to go or anything.
Then, in an odd convergence of events, he and I were at the mall together, on a weekday morning, doing an errand. There was a big Miley Cyrus promotion going on: if you spent fifty dollars at the mall, concert tickets were half price. Well, that was all the encouragement my husband needed, and within minutes I was in line with a lot of other parents for Miley Cyrus tickets. Despite all my school-night, mom, trepidations and my total lack of desire to attend this event, I decided to just roll with it--I never do this kind of tacky, over-indulgent thing for my kids, and I thought it would be fun to surprise them.
So that is how is how I ended up escorting four preteen girls to a Miley Cyrus concert.