So as part of Charlie’s 3rd birthday extravaganza, I got us tickets to see Curious George Live. Obviously, Marla and I understood that we weren’t the target audience. That being said, all I could think about was the actors themselves. Here’s what was going through my head:

“How hot is that lady in the monkey costume?”

“You’ve GOT to be making some pretty decent money to be doing this job.”

“Why is the stuffed Curious George at the souvenir counter $25??”

“Does the petite chorus member get tired of playing a little girl/little boy/animal/set piece?”

Oh, it was fun. Charlie and Kelly were mesmerized. And the singing was actually pretty great. I just hope at the end of the day, the Curious George cast has some money in the bank to make up for wearing giant rainbow colored culottes and clown shoes.