So on Saturday, Yo Gabba Gabba had a live show at the Shrine Auditorium in Downtown Los Angeles. I had bought tickets for my daughter and I to attend. We fought our way through USC traffic, which was an event all on it's own. Once inside, Lily had the look of confusion on her sweet little face. We found our seats and I was surprised to find out that we were in the second center row. About ten feet from the stage. This was the first moment that I felt a problem could be in our future.
When DJ Lance and the gang made their entrance with lots of lights, sound, and confetti.
The crowd went wild...all but my kid. She signed all done and pointed to the door. I asked her to try to watch and all she wanted to do was bury her head. She nursed her way up until intermission. I was able to get her to take a peek at the show a few times but not enough to get to her to change her mind. So when the lights went up, we made our way to the door.
Lily was back to her happy, smiling self as soon as we exited the Shrine and were on the street. Now everytime she sees a photo of DJ Lance, she signs all done and says no. I remind her that we aren't going to see Yo Gabba Gabba again and she smiles. Sorry DJ Lance, maybe in a few years this will end better.
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