1. You won't be able to help but sing along... unless you don't know their music.


3. Bring your credit card. Your kid will NEED a 'Rock Star' jacket. Need. They run about $45. Oh, and that sweet concert tee with all the city stops? Yeah, it's $25 (Totally bought one. Whatever. I'll make it into a pillow when she outgrows it). Clearly every venue is different, but brownies ran about $6 each, small sodas were a half roll of quarters and I won't even start on licorice ropes.
4. The Warning: You will have fun. Good Lord, you will have fun. It was hands down the most entertaining 75 minutes of my life. I haven't stopped singing 'Here We Go' since Saturday night. We've been on Fresh Beat overload - I swear, 4 episodes a day, constantly listening to the two albums and humming during all silent moments. I just discovered Amazon.com has an episode from last Halloween that we totally haven't seen. Yeah. I just bought it. So my point is, you will have fun. Your kid will have fun. And your kid totally won't sleep that night because they'll be so full of energy that they will run around in circles for HOURS.
...But that's okay, because you'll be running around with them, busting a gut singing "Na na na na na na let's go bananas! Na na na na na na let's go bananas! We've just got to go bananas!" True story. It's horrid.
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Also, our hotel in Appleton had a kiddie water park and E was adorable in it, and we had an impromptu brunch at Cafe Hollander in Tosa. The end.