Ready, Steady, Wiggle!

We made some memories this past weekend. It wasn’t easy… but really a little bit of effort makes the reward all that much sweeter.

We started our trip to Tampa off right by stopping in to visit with the beautiful little Greta and her parents, Brie and Cory. It blows my mind how many of our close friends have babies that are within months and some even weeks of my two. So cool. Lana and Greta got to know each other while Cory indulged Kaelyn with some animated book readings. The dogs, Einstein and Ziggy, got some quality time with one another as well.

The dads trying to keep these two still for a picture

Clearly that didn't work out

And off they go...

The rest of our trip was spent at Aunt Kelly’s house. The girls got plenty of cousin lovin’ … and oh, did I mention… we saw The Wiggles? There were a few bumps in the road … the hour drive to the Tampa Bay Rays stadium was spent in tears… loud ones…. by the two littles. Lana just doesn’t like being in the car, so her hysterics were predicted. Kaelyn had a meltdown, for reasons I can now no longer remember. Par for the course my friends. We were already running late, or so we thought, due to the two tutus (say that three times fast) (assembled last minute on car ride to Tampa, leaving the backseat covered in glitter) being entirely to large for my boos and needing some quick altering.

Arrival at the stadium left us looking for lot 6 where Braxton and Brian had parked earlier so they could actually watch the ball game. That in it self was no easy task as there were a ton of lots. Once we finally did happen upon it the officer yelled at us and told us we couldn’t park there…. but after one look in our car full of desperate faces ready to evacuate… he let us in with a grunt and head shake. Of course there were issues with our tickets… which we already had issues with previously (they wouldn’t print because of a system error and when they finally would we had printer problems) but eventually we made it through the gate. After being informed the game was still going we treated ourselves to a much deserved beer before hopping in line.

We waited in that darn line for an hour and a half (the game went into extra innings) in which time my oldest decided she no longer wanted to wear the tutu her mother had slaved over and stripped down to her tights and diaper. My youngest, sick and tired of being held, was set loose to crawl and roll around the disgusting stadium floor. My kids were a sight let me tell you. But after what was literally an eternity we were allowed on the field.

And that is when the magic happened. The Wiggles put on a amazing show… my girls were in absolute awe… and all the stress was so worth it. Would totally do it again. I think.