There Ain’t No Groupies Like 3-year-old Groupies

So I’m doing story-telling at the new schmicko and amazing art gallery (which, might I add, is completely and utterly stunning and more importantly, child-friendly right down to the air conditioning and on-tap supplies of sunscreen) for the APT Kids Summer Spectacular.

Such a sweet gig – I get paid to rock up, tell stories for 25 minutes and then take my own kids to some of the wicked activities on offer and thus actually look like a semi-decent parent.

Then of course, today I actually got mobbed at the end of the show. By toddlers, no less. Have I made it, or what?