Several months ago I sat in the pediatrician’s office holding a screaming, thrashing toddler on my lap as I tried to administer a nebulizer treatment. It was painful. She kicked and punched, and she screamed very loud. So loudly that eventually our pediatrician poked her head in to check out the commotion. My face flushed to an abnormal shade of pink.
Our pediatrician suggested I find a television show that Azita loved and only let her watch it during her daily nebulizer treatments. This is how Yo Gabba Gabba entered our lives. Azita loves this show. And in the interest of being open and truthful, Roger and I also love it. I’m not ashamed of it either. DJ Lance Rock is awesome and I challenge anyone to watch Brobee sing and dance and not think he’s freakin’ adorable.
So imagine my excitement when I heard that Yo Gabba Gabba Live was coming to town. I was really excited. So excited I yelled “Yooooooooo Gabba Gabba” and the rest of the people in my office gave me a look that made me fear they were calling the guys in the white coats.
I bought tickets the minute they went on sale, and we waited and waited for what would surely be the most exciting day thus far of Azita’s short life.
And the day finally arrived.
Azita was stoked.
We all waited with bated breath. Literally. Look at Roger. I’m pretty sure he’s no longer breathing at this point.
And then the curtains opened, and DJ Lance Rock’s boom box appeared on a giant screen. Azita’s interest was piqued.
Then the Yo Gabba Gabba gang joined DJ Lance Rock on stage.
And Azita, well, she got scared. She clutched our arms, furrowed her brow and tried her hardest to suppress a whimper.
That is, she was scared until the dancing finally commenced.
She started to warm up to the festivities. But then they dropped balloons from the ceiling.
And things really started looking up.
There was much singing and dancing and shouting and laughing. A good time was had by all.
At the end of the night, we all agreed. Yo Gabba Gabba is #1.
And we couldn’t have asked for a more magical time.


























