He appreciates culture more at age 4 than I do at 30

I'm so proud of Peter tonight.  I reminded Dan that I was going to his cousin's senior year POPS concert (also my sister's SIL, in our convoluted family) with my sister and Peter piped up that he wanted to go.  Dan has been bringing Peter to various concerts and plays at their school for at least the past year, but those tend to be one-act plays or 45 minute middle school band concerts and such.  I tend to get antsy during concerts and I figured I would bring Peter tonight and it would be a good excuse to leave during intermission if necessary.  Instead, we stayed the entire three hours.  It had more elements of a talent show than any of my high school band concerts so no particular group performed more than three songs before someone else came on stage, but some of those had multiple parts.  We'd brought along a backpack of books for him to look through as he often had at other concerts, but it was too dark in the audience to use any of them.  I had to remind him to stay in his chair (the kind that eats kids whose feet don't yet touch the floor) once, but he really just sat and listened.  He freaked out a bit at intermission because I refused to buy water, but he wouldn't drink my root beer.  We found a drinking fountain and the crisis was averted.  Two hours into it, his head started bobbing and fifteen minutes later he said he felt dizzy and could he sit in my lap?  I got to cuddle with him snug on my lap for the last 45 minutes and his uncle carried him, still mostly asleep, out to the car through the snow.  I was surprised to find that they were charging admission when we'd entered (is that standard?  isn't it doing them a favor to come to a high school band concert?), but at least they let Peter in free.  I'd say we got our $6 worth!