April 13th, 2017, I took my son to his first concert. Not just any concert, but a Chris Brown concert.
His attendance to this concert was heavily dependent upon his behavior at school. He’s not a “bad” child, but his emotions can get the best of him and he will act out. I am fiercely working on teaching my boys that you should react with logic not with emotion. He may only be five, but he’s learning better than I expected him to.
As soon as I saw that Chris was going on tour, I knew I wanted to go. Since my son was three, he’s said he wants to sing and dance like Chris. He’ll sit and watch Chris on YouTube and sing and dance. I too love Chris, so I’ll join him.
So with our deal of him working on his behavior at school to attend the concert, made things interesting. I can say that we did notice how he reacted to things, his teacher also noted it. I can think of maybe two situations where I had to remind him what he was working for and he quickly changed his tone. Nonetheless, he earned his privilege to attend the concert!
Concert day arrives, I ask if he’s excited. He responds with a big ol’ grin that parents love to see on their children’s faces. He went to school like he does every Thursday, and at about 12:15pm, I went to check him out. He got in the car asking, “Is Chris in town?”, I told him yes he is. He then proceeded with a checklist of other questions.
We go home to nap and eat before we are set to embark on the hour drive to New Orleans.
We arrived at the Smoothie King Arena around 6:30pm. When we’re walking to the security gates, the questions resume. “Is he here right now?” “Am I gonna see him?” I assure him he’ll get to see Chris soon enough.
Once inside, we get our snacks and head to our seats. We passed vendors, and surprisingly he didn’t want a souvenir. I kept asking was he sure, and when he responded with aggravation, I left him alone. In 5-year old fashion, he wasted no time eating his food.
Usually I prefer to be on the floor at concerts, but this go round I chose club level to accommodate my baby. If I must say so, our seats were perfect.
We had an amazing view. The show began around 8PM with an artist named Casanova. I didn’t know any of his music, but his stage presence was nice. He did a little dance and my son goes, ” ooooooo mama, he’s gonna trip”. I still don’t know why that was so hilarious to me. After Cas, Kap G performed. I was only familiar with him because of my baby sister. He did good as well, stage presence was great. When he was about 3 songs in, that’s when the complaints started from my son. “Ugh, where is Chris? How long these people gonna be up here? Can Chris please come on?” I was sooooooo tickled because he was too serious, he meant he wanted to see Chris and Chris only. After Kap G, there was OT Genasis. I didn’t get any questions during his performance, only because my son knew the music.
Next up was Fabolous. Let me just say, I love Fab, his style, his being very laid back, he’s just a cool guy. He went back, like early 2000’s back. I was up on my feet singing. Idk if it was because I was having fun, but the questions resumed. “Mama where is Chris? I explained how he was coming on stage after fab was done. He tells me, ” I’m ready to go home”. I told him just take a nap until Chris comes out, I couldn’t think of any other alternatives.
The moment of truth. After a brief intermission, the arena goes dark, “It must be Chris turn mama”.
Now he’s on his feet and grinning! It melted my little heart to my baby uber excited. When he saw Chris drop to the stage, he was no longer interested in bothering me.
Here I am at a Chris Brown concert with my first born totally enjoying himself. I was so proud to see him enjoying himself, I felt like a super parent.
Chris pulled out some classics and took me back to high school and undergrad. A time before my son was even thought of.
This entire experience, from my son learning to control his emotions and reactions, to him attending the concert was an awesome experience. Here he is 5, and has been to his first concert, I was about 12 when I experienced my first concert. To see my baby sing and dance along with someone he admires was pretty freakin awesome. I want to be the mom who supports her children in all their endeavors no matter how illogical or silly they may appear to me. I don’t ever want to crush any of my children’s dreams.
Once the concert was over, my son wasn’t ready to leave. He told me how he was going to sing and dance in stage one day. I told him that if that’s what he wants, don’t let anyone, not even his parents to discourage him.
Chris Brown is an amazingly talented man, and I like that my beyond amazing son admires him as a performer.
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