The past few times that Baby Loves Disco has been to town, we've been busy. So, this time, I bought tickets a few months early and committed ourselves as best as I know how - I put it on our joint Google calendar. Star got sick a few days before the event, so there was potential that my plans would be thwarted, but she was healthy by yesterday, so we went.
Scott said that he'll never go back. When I tried to get clarity on this, he said that it combined his least favorite aspects of clubbing with his least favorite aspects of parenting. It was definitely hard to be a child monitor with loud music and dim lights.
My experience was mixed. When we walked in, I saw a lot of latex balloons. I panicked a bit about dying, but then I mellowed out. Star loved playing with the balloons - she's totally a balloon slut when she can be because she knows that her opportunities to snuggle with balloons are very limited. The snacks ranged from the healthy (carrots with hummus) to the unhealthy. Star decided on a lolipop. On the plus side, I love dancing to trendy music so that totally worked for me.
I'd go back. Maybe as a playdate with friends since I'm pretty sure that my husband will be opting out.