As part of my year of turning 50, I fulfilled my dream of seeing Fleetwood Mac live.
I had wanted to see them with my daughter ever since I introduced her to their brilliance and filled her in on the mad backstory of the making of the Rumours album.
She is living in London and I'm in New Zealand so we met halfway in Las Vegas, where Fleetwood Mac were playing the final show of their American tour.
Fans who are heading to the Auckland and Dunedin concerts are in for a real treat if the Vegas show was anything to go by.
Nearly three hours of their classic hits and fabulous renditions of Never Going Back Again, from Lindsay Buckingham, and Christine McVie's show closer, Songbird.
At times, there was utter silence in the MGM Grand arena - nearly 17,000 people holding their collective breath as Fleetwood Mac worked their magic.
It was worth every cent and life these days is more about amazing experiences than acquiring stuff.
But if I'd found myself sitting next to a woman holding a baby on her lap at the concert, I would have seriously questioned the value of my ticket.
Katie Cleaver and her husband were planning to see Fleetwood Mac in Dunedin. They forked out $400 for tickets and were horrified when told that if they wanted to bring along 4-month old Noah, they'd have to pay $200 for him.
Katie was outraged. She said it was absurd that a 4-month-old baby should have to pay for a ticket to a concert he didn't benefit from and that it was becoming increasingly common for parents to take babies and young children to concerts and sporting events, using earmuffs to protect their hearing.
The attitude in Dunedin seemed archaic, she said, and stressed it was important society didn't impinge on the rights of a baby and mother to breastfeed.
Oh, please. Nothing like playing the righteous trump card of the breastfeeding mother.
Initially, the concert promoters held firm. They charged babies the full ticket price in a bid to prevent parents from bringing babies to concerts. They believe concerts are no places for babies and I wholeheartedly agree.
Katie was adamant Noah would be no trouble. She just wanted him there so she could breastfeed him.
All very admirable but how on Earth does she know he's not going to bother anyone? Babies can and do cry for no reason at all. That's their prerogative. Being a baby is the perfect excuse for throwing a grade A tantrum.
I love babies. I love being around babies - most of the time. And Noah looks like a little cutie.
But if a baby had opened its lungs and wailed during some of the beautiful acoustic ballads we heard during the concert, it would have ruined the experience.
Cleaver's right to breastfeed her baby wasn't being violated by concert promoters suggesting she leave her baby at home.
Her boobs weren't going to shrivel and dry up if she left her baby at home for an evening.
Every breastfeeding mother knows you can express milk and the baby can have it from a bottle. It is arrogant in the extreme to assume your baby should be welcome wherever you go.
But after all the hoo-ha and publicity, the promoters relented and offered the Cleavers, including baby Noah, a spot in their corporate box.
The company's policy was everyone should have a ticket and parents were generally discouraged from bringing infants to noisy concerts, said Live Nation vice-president of promotions Luke Hede.
But if the couple still wanted to attend, and had appropriate hearing protection for their baby, they would be welcome, he said.
"We would actually be happy to welcome them into a heated corporate area behind glass if they think they would be more comfortable there."
Fabulous for the Cleavers. Not so fabulous for the other suckers in the corporate box.
Noah will probably be a perfect angel and sleep his way through the entire concert. Then again, he might not.
And his parents have learned that, just like a baby, if you throw a big enough tantrum, in this day and age, you'll generally get your way.
Kerre McIvor is on Newstalk ZB, Monday-Thursday, 8pm-midnight