We first made a pit stop at The Italian Store for dinner before heading downtown on Monday night. I have to admit, I wasn't sure what exactly to expect when we pulled into Chinatown. We found street parking about 3 blocks away, and once we got out, we walked behind a group of teenagers wearing purple and silver spandex pants, cutoff shirts, and laced up black boots... I was a little worried about what I had gotten myself into.
We picked up out tickets and made it to our seats just as the show started. B absolutely loved the action and acrobatics. Even though everyone says it's "fake" -- yes, the actual violence is fake -- but the athletics were not. I was so impressed. I was worried it'd be too rough for B, but I was wrong. In fact, all of WWE's programming is kid-friendly and rated PG. The storylines, however, were pretty dramatic, kinda like watching a Spanish soap opera.
As the night ended, we walked pasted the merchandise table and B really wanted a wrestling belt so that he could be a "champion" too. Too cute! Had a great night out! Thanks, WWE, for the invite :)