Aside from the special-ness of the weekend, it was made extra special. Last December I booked tickets to the W.iggles. Yes, them. Pre-baby you scorn them, I admit. Grown men prancing around in coloured suits...well, I ask you. But. Post-baby it's a whole new world. Now I know all the words to all the songs and most of the moves too. Shamefully I could probably put on my own show. The aqua W.iggle. Nice.
Anyway, my sister and I took our little W.iggle fans along to the concert this afternoon. There were two VERY excited little men in the back seat!
Before the show, grinning from ear to ear
My sister (bless her) had promised my nephew a "Big Red Car" toy. So when he got one there was no way Rupi would put up with not having one either. Think nuclear fallout- PRE show. Here they are with their (gulp) NZ$30 cars...
Waiting to go in, bonding over their cars....
Grown men prancing around in coloured suits...with an octopus.
Me and my boy.
It was actually lovely. The W.iggles are not arrogant and came off the stage a fair bit and walked around the auditorium. They also seemed to have a good time and weren't jaded at all. Ok, I admit, I am a fan (sshhhh, don't tell ANYONE)
It was a wonderful experience and a special date with my little man! Loved it.
I am so glad that you are here! Make yourself at home, grab a cup of coffee and put your feet up.
This is the story of me and those I love. I have journeyed (and often stumbled!) through infertility, adoption, egg donation and motherhood.
I am so grateful to be a wife and finally a mother! I thank God continually for the blessings He has given me. I love my life and my God!