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A trip to hubby's work and the Imagination Movers Concert!!


Last week Thursday, we went to the Imagination Movers Concert at Lisner Auditorium at George Washington University.  The week before the concert, K would ask every morning if this were the day we would go to the concert.  He was so happy to get a "yes!" on Thursday.

Because my hubby carpools to work and works in DC, we went to his work to pick him up and to see his office.  This was the first time we had visited his work since he got his new job.  It was beautiful!  The building was beautiful.  There was religious artwork everywhere.  There was a garden in the courtyard area of the building too.

Koi pond at hubby's work
 
Boys running down the lane at hubby's work

Statue at entrance of hubby's work
 Then we grabbed a quick dinner and headed to the concert.  We got there with just minutes to spare.  If you remember, I got the tickets for writing this post.  Well, when we went to sit down, we were pleasantly surprised to find we were sitting in the second row!  The concert started with Choo Choo Soul, a group that is on the Disney Channel.  They were good.  But at this point, the boys seemed a bit overwhelmed.  They had never been to a concert before, so the noise, and lights, and activity were a little overwhelming.  Plus, J was a bit "old" for the music, so he did not seem too interested.


But then the Imagination Movers came out. And they got every kid in the auditorium on their feet.  I will admit, I think the concert was great.  From start to finish, it was fun, high energy, and entertaining.  The Movers would come off the stage and dance and sing among the kids in the aisles.  K and A even got to high five Collins.  K was dancing like I have never seen him dance! I laughed at how cute he was.  And even J danced.  which I loved, because he is typically shy and reserved and would normally not just get up and dance, but he did!

And my hubby and I enjoyed it too!  It was a great family night and I am so thankful that we got the opportunity to go.  The Movers still have a few shows left in the tour, so go here to see if they are coming near you!


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  1. That sounds like a lot of fun!

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  2. Your J sounds just like my John-Paul :)

    We really liked the concert too, but our seats were not so great. Thanks for doing that original blogpost so that I scored us some free tickets as well!

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