It all began with a promise.

You know what I mean parents. You promise you're incredible children something and you do everything you can to keep it. We are raising men and woman not babies after all. So we want them to understand the importance and honor behind keeping their word.  

However, life sometimes has plans of it's own and its up to you to step up or bail out.

I experienced my first ever #momfail this weekend.

The plan was to go to the Kidz Bop Concert. This was going to be Bentley's very first big live concert and we had surprised him with going! We had been looking forward to it for about a month and the day had finally arrived.

We all got ready, took pre-concert family pictures outside and we were on our way to the Maine Savings Amphitheatre in Bangor, Maine.

We were beyond excited, singing and dancing in the car the entire 1 &1/2 hour drive to Bangor. As we got closer to the venue we saw a large amount of people walking away from the theatre. I rolled my window down and asked a parent if they were going to Kidz Bop and the words she said back were devastating. "We are LEAVING Kidz Bop, the show just ended."

My wife, Janelle and I then pulled over, did some digging and realized we had the wrong time for the show. We had arrived too late and we missed the entire thing.

That is when I had to do what a lot of parents dread, let their child down.

Being a parent to me means dedicating your heart and soul to your child's happiness, and in that instance, I felt like I had let him down. I couldn't help but wonder how I had made such a mistake? It seemed so unlike me.

Normally, Janelle and I both are meticulous about timing and organizing events. Little did we know at that moment, but later on discovered that we were actually meant to miss that show. However, at the time, we were so upset.

I climbed into the back seat and explained to my amazing 6 year old that sometimes things happen in life that suck. That for whatever reason us being there was not meant to be. We both shed a couple tears as I held him on the way home and then this Mama got to work.

While missing a concert might not appear significant or profound to others, for me, as a co-parent who doesn't have my child every day, every moment with Bentley holds immense value. Our lives revolve around him, and we strive to make the most of our time together, cherishing every second.

Funny enough, Bentley took this like a champ. He was resolute, calm and lovingly reminding me and Nenny (his name for Janelle) that "It was okay Moms."

That made us want to fix the situation even more.

So as I sat in the back seat, I dug into my phone and worked tirelessly to find another Kidz Bop show nearby. I knew this was going to be a shot in the dark but I also knew I had to try. I made a promise.

Thankfully, I found a show in New Hampshire THE NEXT DAY at 4:00pm. This was all taking place 3 hours away, less then 24 hours later. I had already had a full day planned of work because I have a second job cleaning a local business. But that wouldn't stop me,

There weren't many seats left except for 2nd row and far in the back. So, I demanded the credit card from my wife as she was driving and she passed it back to me. She asked what I was doing and I told her, "I'm keeping my promise."

Once we arrived back at home, we were hungry so we stopped to grab fast food and while we were in the drive-thru, I got my conformation for the next day in New Hampshire for the show. When I told him he gave me the tightest hug that will be etched into my mind and skin forever.

This was lots of money, lots of tears, lots of miles on the car, but nothing could stop me from this, for him.

The next concert day, Sunday, had finally arrived and it was much like Ground hog day for us. We got ready, took pictures, again and jumped in the car for a bit of a longer journey then before.

Lot's of "Are we there yets?" Am I right parents?

As we arrived at the beautiful Bank of New Hampshire Pavilion in Gilford, New Hampshire we noticed a huge bus behind us. It was the Kidz Bop bus!

That is something we would not have seen if we had gone to the previous show.

Once we arrived at the venue, we bought a concert shirt for Bentley and ran inside. The theatre was incredible and PACKED. Thousands of families and kiddos waiting for the concert to start.

Once the Kidz Bop concert started we danced, we sang, we let out all of the past frustration from missing the day before. Bentley was so happy and most of all grateful. He saw what we went through to get him to that show. We were not in short supply of  "thank yous" and "this is the best day ever" from him.

A memorable moment was when I looked over to my wife. Normally, she keeps things bottled up, so once she got to the show, boy did she let it all out!

It was like watching Nelly as if she were about to jump into a mosh pit, releasing all that built-up energy from the day before. It was a sight I had never seen before, and it had me laughing and amazed all at once. She's my superstar.

The show was fantastic, and as it neared its conclusion, one of the singers noticed Bentley and tossed him a t-shirt. As if that wasn't already thrilling, they then showered the entire theater with a massive blast of confetti.

The moment was filled with joy and excitement, leaving us all in awe and making the experience even more memorable.

My experience of running around to fix something that made my child sad turned out to be a profound learning journey for me. It revealed my inner strength and affirmed that I am well-equipped for just about anything. You have doubts often as a Mom and even though I felt like I had an epic fail, it turned into the best experience.

It's all about how you cope with situations as a parent. So don't give up.

Its not about spoiling your child; it's about keeping promises.

I was determined to show him that he holds a special place in my heart, even if it meant waking up at 4am and going to my second job cleaning a business to ensure everything was done in time to take him to New Hampshire for that 2nd concert.

We're all learning and growing as parents and this was yet another situation where I discovered my ability to remain composed and focused even during difficult times.

The recent loss of my sister, who is Bentley's birth mother, has intensified my commitment to show to my son just how much he means to me.

This experience has strengthened the bond between us all, and I am more resolute than ever to show him unwavering love.

It began with a promise and ended with a heart full of memories and a deeper connection between us all.