Saturday was a VERY big day. Thomas and I went to see The Wiggles in concert. Yes, those four middle aged men in coloured skivvies who sing and dance to entertain toddlers. It was so much fun!

Thomas and I met up with three of my friends who have kids the same age. I met most of this group when I was pregnant with Thomas and the kids were all born within three months of each other (the boys within three weeks). My choice for photo of the day is the best shot I was able to get of them all together. They were pretty much done by this stage and ready to go home.

From the moment The Wiggles came out on stage, Thomas was awestruck. He sat on my lap with his mouth open for the first 15 minutes of the show, like this…

I don’t think he could quite believe what he was seeing. And then when Captain Feathersword came out… well, the only thing I can compare it to is if I ran into Robbie Williams on the street. OK, I may not be as composed as Thomas if I were to run into Robbie. Here are some more photo highlights.

You can see how close we were – 6th row on the floor. The best concert seats I have ever had. For Wiggle virgins – that’s Murray Wiggle in the red.

The aforementioned Captain Feathersword. Not sure what Thomas’ attraction is.

Thomas and Ava. She is such a little performer. And I promise Thoams did dance (and smile) during the show. It was just difficult to catch on camera.

Ava decided to sit on my lap and of course Thomas couldn’t let that happen unless he had some part of it too.

The famous big red car and the close of the show.

We had a ball and the kids were great. Not one meltdown during the entire show and, apart from a slight incident where Thomas fell though the back of a folding chair onto the concrete floor, the entire adventure was a success!

We got home at about 7:00 and that’s when Thomas decided that it was all too much. A very tired little boy went to bed crying. Not the perfect end to a perfect day but I think Thomas will remember this for a long time. Well…until he forgets his toddler years anyway. Seriously – who can remember when they were two years old?

Oh and we finished our taxes – see, the perfect day! 🙂