In my slow but steady progression towards full-fledged redneck status I have crossed many things off of my “never in a million years” list. After tonight I can cross off one more. Tonight my son and husband will attend the Monster Jam Thunder Nationals. For those of you unfamiliar with this event, it is a monster truck show. You know the kind that you see in passing on television in which a 25-foot tall airbrushed pick-up truck drives over a row of piece-o-crap cars, crushing them under the weight of its tires? Yep, that’s the one. That is what my child will be doing tonight and he could not be more excited. It is a proud day for me as a parent.
While the male members of my immediate family are attending the most notoriously redneck event in the world, I have decided to take my 20-month-old daughter to get her first tattoo. My friend and I are thinking of buying our daughters their first pack of cigarettes as well but we just don’t know if they are ready yet. That’s a big milestone.