Cobapple Hangs with BTR

As I mentioned a couple of posts ago, Jill and I bought Logan (and Liam, actually) copies of Big Time Rush's new CD that was just released. Naturally, we're not prone to the masochistic sonic punishment that is listening to BTR over, and over, and over, and over, and over. The real impetus behind it was the fact that Big Time Rush was coming to St. Louis at the end of October, and anyone who bought the CD early enough could come back to Best Buy to meet the band.

So last Thursday, we piled all the kids in the van right after school and made the trek through rush-hour traffic all the way down to south county (hey, thanks for that schedule Best Buy - top notch planning) to get in the ridiculously long line (who knew?) to see this band. In the end, after about an hour and 15 minutes we made it to the front of the line and Logan got to meet his favorite band in the world. Liam also got to, but I'm not sure he cared quite as much. He didn't even want to hand them his CD book to get signed.

Maybe they're a little young for that sort of thing, but afterward Logan seemed pretty excited. He got to high-five all of them, and they gave him an extra one when they found out his name is Logan (One of the guys in the band is also a Logan). Hopefully in five years he'll still remember it being special.