Brandon's band had another big show and it was a huge success. It was super fun and there were so many good friends in the audience that it really felt like a big family home evening.
Once again my professional photography and film skills failed to capture the moment. All the guys are really awesome, but of course, Brandon was especially cool as the bass player always is.
You can also see the cookie-fueled enthusiasm that kept the kids mosh pit rockin'.
Now for a partially related story: Before the show I spent a bunch of time making cookies for refreshments and in order to provide some variety I made those no-bake cookies with the oatmeal that they used to give at school lunch. I have this really cute aunt that is always very proper and one time she brought the same cookies and she called them gorilla poops. We laughed ourselves silly that she would say something so gross so in our family that vulgar name stuck. I was telling Brandon that I was making gorilla poops, and you can imagine how that went over with Rocky. I set them all out to cool and she came up and said, "Now can I have one of those poop monkeys." It seemed so hilarious to me. I mean, gorilla poops are one thing, but poop monkeys are something completely different.
Later that day we were at Costco and my always chatty Rocky was talking the ear off the cashier. She told all about how her dad was in a band and that the band was having a show and that we were all going to eat poop monkeys afterward. The lady was really trying hard to understand what was going on and she replied, "Your dad is in a band called the Poop Monkeys?"
Who wouldn't want to go see the Poop Monkeys in concert?
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
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5 comments:
I am so sad that we missed the concert, it sounds/looks like it was awesome. I'm even sadder that we missed out on the poop monkeys. :) That would really make an awesome band name... maybe we should start up a girl band.
Rocky is so funny! This post really made me laugh!
Mmhmm!
What a fun concert! The band sounds great : ). I wish I could have been there.
I make "oatmeal clusters" all the time (as my family growing up called them), and I make them probably once or twice a month still, so I was really into the cookie story. I was laughing so hard! I can imagine the scene at the grocery store and if I were you I would have been laughing so hard as "the mom who lets her kids tell fantastic stories". I love it when my kids do that and I can just sit back and enjoy the reactions and see the child divulging our family secrets. FUN POST!
Ha ha, I'll have to show this to my mom. She's inspired the next great rock band name.
Dex calls them 'no bake cookies'. Drives me crazy. They're no stupid no bakes-though I am a fan of 'poop monkeys.'
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