David Gray.

Ok, so last night, we all took a trip down to Seattle to see David Gray because he's pretty much my mom's most favoritest musician ever and she's been listening to his music since way before I was born and always goes to his concerts when he comes to town. And this time, Auntie Kathryn bought us all tickets for a going away present - well , all but me! I got to go to Seattle, but I ended up sitting in my kennel in the hotel!
Anyway, my mom said the show was pawesome as usual, and when they got back to the hotel, a huge tour bus parked across the street and my mom thought she saw David Gray get out of the bus and go into that hotel. But then she was all - oh probably not and went to bed instead of going down to that hotel bar just in case. And then, this morning as we were leaving our room, my mom happened to peek out the window and there was David Gray getting into a van so she sprinted down there, but he was driving away which makes her the most sadderest because she wants to meet him like a teenie bopper wants to meet Miley Cyrus. Normally, my mom is pretty calm and collected, but this is her weak spot. She is really super mad that she didn't follow her instincts, because this is the photo that should have happened.


But this is a real photo that my mom took at the show.

Ok, and now the important stuff: my grandma and my mom went shopping downtown - snore, but me and my dad went to a sound garden at a park and then we went to the Olympic Sculpture Park which was way cooler than shopping. Too bad my dad broke his camera and there are no photos because my grandma's battery died and my mom didn't bring her camera. Sheesh.