Sesame Street Undead...

...is what we currently feel like after seeing "Sesame Street Live" in Abilene yesterday. "Elmo Makes Music," to be exact.

They say you can't measure love. I agree...but I'd come close to thinking that love is at least partially measured by one's willingness to drive 150 miles with a 2-year old, stay overnight, get up and drive said cranky 2-year old around (while stopping at Big K to attempt to find a non-threatening Cookie Monster toy...only to have cranky 2-year old throw the hard-earned Cookie Monster on the floor saying, "I no want it."), and then taking cranky 2-year old to "Sesame Street Live."

The event was so stressful, Bryan and I are lucky we are still married (is "attending a puppet musical" listed as one of the top 10 life stressors?)

Despite all the traveling, the money, and the 2-year old (who we later discovered was coming down with a cold--AHA! That's why he was so cranky!)...the trip was still very much worth it. Evan had a great time, and we enjoyed getting away as a family.

And I learned that the louder Evan whines and cries (as he did the ENTIRE last 80 miles home), the faster Daddy drives. :)

Enjoy the pictures!