Yesterday, I decided to bring the boys to one of those “live” shows of Chuggington at City Square Mall. I’ve never brought them to one before Only because there was once Guan and I brought Zayden a couple of years ago to the same event at the same mall only to find out that the show had ended less than an hour ago
As I knew my kids, my limits and that I would be outnumbered, I asked my Mom to be the much-needed extra pair of hands. She ended up roping my brother along as well so that made the ratio of kids to adults pretty even
I was a little surprised that they weren’t as excited or moving as actively/vigorously during the show. Zayden looked like he was outgrowing the series. So when it ended (with “snow” falling), I pulled both boys aside and asked if they enjoyed it.
“Yes,” they said, in their flat voices.
“I don’t like the snow,” Reuel said, trying to get the foam off his hair. I tried to explain it wasn’t real snow and that, really, it was just soap foam but he wasn’t really keen on listening.
“Zayden, why didn’t you dance along to the songs?” I asked him.
“I don’t want to be tired,” was his reply.
I guess they were tired since it was around their usual nap time. Not to mention Zayden had an on-off nose bleed from 5-7 earlier in the morning
The obligatory photo with the trains:
Oh! It’s almost 4 a.m. now. Happy Birthday Mom!