Just over a year ago, Alexis grabbed my cell phone so that she could excitedly call home and tell the husband that she was at a Justin Bieber concert.
She didn't know we were going. It was a pretty exciting night for her because she was knee deep in her adoration of Bieber.
A year later, there is officially not a shred of his music anywhere in our house. Alexis has deleted it from every electronic device imaginable. If one of his songs comes on the radio, she demands that I change the station.
She is REALLY over him.
The best part of all of this, however, is the why. If you ask Alexis why she doesn't like Bieber anymore, she will sternly tell you that it's because he keeps doing bad things. The day he walked through a restaurant kitchen and peed in a mop bucket was the last straw in her eyes. She heard about it on the radio and that was quite enough for her.
He's gross now.
And that's quite all right with me.