You know the other day when I said “I’m done,” because I was so happy and grateful to be part of a writing group?
“I made it.”
Well today I made it in another way.
It’s only taken us 9 shows. But today we were front row at The Wiggles concert.
It was the best. It was an incredible experience all on its own, without the Wiggly high-fives, smiles, and don’t forget that repeated eye contact.
Baby girl had Emma, the yellow, and also ballet and Scottish dancing, bow-wearing, goat-loving wiggle, high five her and point that she saw her flashing bow from up on the stage.
OMG. Talk about a total childhood high.
How the hell am I meant to top this experience?
Just as well. Sis and I never know which show will be the last with our kids, and so every moment shared together is so precious and such a beautufil blessing.
And so if it is, it was the biggest highlight EVER.
(Just between you and me though, I think today raised the bar and made them even bigger fans than before…) 😉