Today AT went to his first Uncle Moishy concert. Last year should have been his first but unfortunately AT got chicken pox the day of the concert. The most unfortunate part was not that AT missed it, as he had never been to a concert he didn't have any expectations. Ma said that because AT couldn't go, neither could I.
Coming back to this year, AT had a great time. He stood on a table, danced, clapped and said "Moishy" the whole evening. Although it must be said that his favourite thing was his bag of pop corn!! (As seen in the photo to emphasise the point.)
