We thought we'd hit the jackpot when my mom's cousin said he could score us with some tickets to see The Wiggles at the IZOD Center in mid-July. Although we'd explained to Ollie that we'd be seeing the Wiggles, we weren't sure if he really understood what we were talking about. He's never been to a concert before.
We got there and tailgated. Like all good concert-goers, right? You should have seen the looks on the faces of the drivers who passed us by. Mostly smiles and laughs when they realized we were blaring Top of the Tots from the back of our truck. And eating PBJs. In the parking garage.
We brought along our two guys-- Anthony and Captain Feathersword. The boys loved the program, which was the only souvenir we purchased.
The hour and a half show was really great. They sang songs that each boy totally knew. Trenton was very, very into it-- clapping, jumping, singing. Oliver insisted that he be held on the lap of either Jim or myself. Didn't want to clap or move or sing. He just wanted to WATCH THE WIGGLES, OKAY?
And the Big Red Car! And Greg! And Murray! And Scott, who stood in for the ailing Jeff!
And Anthony! Dang, Anthony, that's what you call a crazy split!
Ollie is STILL talking about the concert. He LOVED it. We all did. ;) Wiggly Finale from Sheryl K. on Vimeo.
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