So, you may remember that I mentioned that I WON TICKETS TO SEE THE WIGGLES! I was just a little bit excited. Really, still am a little bit.
The anticipation leading up to last Wednesday was formidable. We were all very. excited. Well, except John, who was just scared since he was tasked with looking after Henry for the 3 or so hours we were expected to be gone. That would likely require Henry to be fed. From a bottle. And that, my friends, is where the challenge lay.
However, as though the stars were aligned and it was all meant to be, things worked out perfectly.
First, the traffic was fine. Second, we found a great parking spot. Third, there was little merchandise for sale and therefore minimal whining about buying anything (which we didn't). Fourth, the Wiggles rocked the house! Fifth, the traffic home was actually okay, considering it was 4:00. Sixth, Henry slept and ate like a champ. Woot!
And now.... The Wiggles. They put on a great show. It's everything a fan would want: all the hits, some of the newer songs, all the characters you love, lots of funny banter, LOTS of time walking through the audience, reading the signs that kids wrote for them, picking up roses brought for Dorothy and bones for Wags. Lots of dancing. LOTS. These guys must be exhausted after the show. Especially Anthony who carried Dorothy around the entire audience and back onto the stage. That guy sweats a lot during a performance. There were lots of jokes just for the parents, which I appreciate. Jeff particularly wooed me with his Van Halen riff.
The show went on for about 1.5 hours. Both girls were tired by the end.
Had I actually had to pay for tickets, I would have declared it great value for money. And next time, assuming I don't win tickets again :), I will pay for tickets because it really was.