It has been some time since I updated the blog…sorry…

Right….

The Wiggles rock.

There I was, in the biggest line up in the history of live entertainment to buy a T-Shirt…did I care…shit no!!!!

It took Sam 20 minutes to pick his jaw up off the ground of the Sydney Entertainment Centre. He couldn’t work out where to look, the beautiful,colourful  stage full of dancers and light and movement…or the two video screens directly adjacent the stage. He really did not know what to do. He kept looking out at the packed house at all the kids in their Wiggles costumes. I was reminded of my first “Ent Cent” experience…about two months after it opened. It was the INXS Listen Like Thieves tour - INXS with Jenny Morris as a back up singer. I remember the lights going out and my butt lifting off the chair and my knees shaking like crazy…

And suddenly they were there…Murray with his guitar, Jeff well and truly awake…Anthony looking a million bucks, and the new guy, Sam, decked out in yellow. Now through exposure to Sam through the latest Wiggles DVD, I wasn’t expecting much…but he was fantastic. He has a beautiful, beautiful voice…and he commanded the sage fantastically.

I can sincerely say, Elizabeth enjoyed the show more than Sam…particularly because her favourite song was played…(Oop to Do or something stoopid like that).

It was Hitfest. Hot Potatoes were hot, Dorothy conjured Hendrix, Wags put Snoop Dog to shame, and the Captain…lets just say Tenille is a lucky lady. And lads…Yummy Mummy Central…

If you ever have the opportunity to see the Wiggles…do it. If your kids are seven…or seventeen…and they tell you that the Wiggles are for little kids…they are lying.  I had tears in my eyes the minute we walked through Door 12….

Something struck me as I watched Sam discover that his fingers could get to about two knuckles deep up his nose. What he couldn’t see was the acre of snot he had smeared over his face. However cute he looked, I wondered what instinctual driver told his brain to tell his finger to drive as far as it possibly could and extract from his nasal cavities everything…except the aforementioned brain…

Now I occassionally, in the dark, under blankets while I am alone may pick my nose. I have never seen my wife pick her nose, nor our friends….and yet Sam was fishing boogers like a madman…how do they know how to do it….

Boogers don’t itch, talk, move around or dance….so what on earth possesses a child, in the absence of any practical lessons, to pick a winner…

With the lovely wife away there have been some things learned, myths debunked and conundrums solved. I point you to the following:

1. It actually doesn’t matter what head you use for the vacuum cleaner… all this bollocks of “there’s a whatsi for the carpet and a thingi for the lino” is pretty much crap. Dont be fooled, it is just a plan to keep us vacuuming for longer.

2. Matchbox cars f@#$%^ng hurt when you stand on them…try not to let junior leave these lying around. Can you still get the matchbox cars vinyl case with the see through lid?

3. In winter, milk that has been left out doesn’t go off….

4. Porn has sound…

5. Ham and cheese toasted sandwiches are appropriate for any meal of the day…are there any others?

Man am I banking some brownie points lately…I got enough to do something really stupid and not get anything more than the “look” not that that’s not painful). I recently surprised my wife by buying the three of us Wiggles tickets. This was met with a level of points collection I thought would be a once-in-a-lifetime windfall.

My wife then planned to go away with two year old Sam to her parents place in Coff’s Harbour, about 8 hours from where we live. Given an 8 hour drive we decided that we should invest in a portable DVD player to keep Sam occupied during the trek. My wife could not find the type she was after and when Sam decided to be less than charming in the store she left it altogether. So on the weekend while se was out Sam and I went to another store and found exactly the right machine. Again - points ensued…

However the best was still to come.  Braving crap weather, a crap day at work and a fantastic traffic jam on the Sydney Harbour bridge , not to mention the thought  of a weekend with the in-law, I set off on a points winning trip to surprise them both. So on the Saturday morning I pulled into the drive way to see my lovely wife and gorgeous boy playing in the front yard. When my wife saw me, jaws dropped, arms flailed to hug me and I was bathing in the glory of my third points extravaganza in a week.

How long can this last? What are the odds of me doing something dumb enough to lose them.

I need tips…I need tips on how to keep the points and get bang for my buck….

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