She went to bed in it that night. She got up and went to daycare in it this morning. She's sleeping in it now. We have tried to take it off, in case you're looking for the Social Services number, but she refuses to have anything to do with that.

"My Wiggles!" she yells. "My Wiggles!"

I know it will damage my hip credentials beyond all repair, as if a white guy in his thirties still had hip credentials, but I had a blast. The Wiggles had the crowd in the palms of their hands. It was really cool to look out over the sea of people and see hundreds of pre-schoolers bouncing up and down as one, doing a primitive version of the hand jive to "Hot Potato." Yes, it's probably easy to do when three-quarters of your fans are under five, but how many of you have done that to a crowd? How many of you have ever gotten...say ten...ten kids to do something at once? I was a camp counselor for years. It's a lot harder than it looks, and these guys did it effortlessly. The concert didn't have anything like the tightly scripted feel I thought it would have. Rather it was relaxed, casual. They laughed at everything. Jeff rode out on a tiny little tricycle, and the handlebars came off, and he couldn't get them back on. And he laughed, and they laughed, and Jeff struggled to get the recalcitrant toy off stage, and laughed some more. I bet Madonna would bite off bat heads if her tiny tricycle broke.

I'd seen a crowd like that only twice before in my life. Once was at a Buffett concert, when I saw twenty-thousand people moving as one to "Fins". The other time was hearing two thousand scream out the chorus to "Add It Up" as if they were exorcising demons. And I wasn't even high this time.

The wife also had a blast, for perhaps different reasons. The only downside to the whole evening for her was having to wait in line so long. She wanted to see more of Anthony, whom she hadn't thought much of until she saw him in person, at which point she discovered within herself a rather seamy lust.

Her exact words--"Damn, Anthony is hot!"

I bet you don't hear that at many Barney concerts.