Some months ago while pleasantly engaged in nanna babysitting duties, I was summoned by Grandson No.2 to curl up on the couch with him and watch a film of the stage puppet show featuring Bluey, Bingo, Bandit and Chilli.Now if you happen to be unfamiliar with these names, you need to do some research. Because if you don't, you'll be missing out on some good old-fashioned fun.And quite possibly, one of Australia's most beloved creative products, now seen by the world, and certainly loved by young and old. There is a sweetness, a wide-eyed innocence to Bluey that has endeared the show to so many .Learning through immersive play is the theme, and in each episode, there is a lesson taught and learned. It's a simple, and universal concept. Just think of how baby lion cubs learn survival skills from their mum. Most humans learn through play from a very young age. As do, apparently, Blue Heelers.For fans of the animated ABC series Bluey, watching a film of a live stage play, with puppeteers manipulating larger than life doggy characters onstage, is yet another way of enjoying this wonderful creation. Grandson has watched it so often, I'm sure he knows the script.And so imagine my absolute delight when a new stage show is advertised, coming to the Wollongong Entertainment Precinct recently. An absolute holiday must, a treat for Grandson, or that is my story. (I am actually using him as my excuse for buying tickets).On a very rainy afternoon we battle the holiday traffic, and the accompanying parking juggle, and because Nan has foolishly underestimated the weather conditions and therefore the extra time needed to circumnavigate Wollongong, we arrive, breathless from running, with mere minutes before showtime.I artfully dodge the merch table, so cleverly placed for us to have to walk past, though Grandson is aware, very aware. I foil him though, and we enter the theatre to take our seats.Oh, the cacophony!The unmistakable sound of countless excited small children shrieking with anticipation, in a confined, dimly lit theatre space is an initial shock to my system, but we look down at the stage and grandson turns to me with the biggest grin, and hugs me, and I know this is going to be so worthwhile. This is, after all is said and done, Making Memories.The show begins with larger than life dancing ibis, and flying birds on very long thin poles, wielded by talented and very lithe young puppeteers, who are wearing kneeguards. As the show progresses, it's obvious why. These puppeteers could possibly be gymnasts - their puppetry is stunning. They move with speed and get themselves into the most awkward positions with absolute grace. Of course, the puppets are what you are supposed to be watching, and I'm sure the children are, but I am marvelling too at the talent and the athleticism of the puppeteers.The colour, the flashing lights, the music, the set changes, the storyline, the invited audience participation, it is all so cleverly done.The performance lasts just under an hour, and rightly so. Any longer may be a bit torturous for some, possibly the accompanying adults.The average small human attending is probably no older than five or six, with some a lot younger, and so the audience’s attention span is limited.The show's creators know this and so the storyline teaches a simple life lesson. Bandit, Bluey's Dad, uses his phone too much. Bluey and her little sister Bingo want him to play with them, so they hide his phone.Chilli, Bluey's mum, helps them, and also talks affectionately to Bluey about how important it is to be a kind big sister to Bingo. Simple.No show for young children is complete without bubbles cascading down from the heights above. Or a raucous game of KeepyUppy, which literally has the audience yelling for more, including me. For the uninitiated, Keepy Uppy is a game of yes, you guessed it, the audience members keeping very large inflated balls up in the air by way of batting them in the air with their hands, back and forth, up and down through the seating. Perhaps you've seen this practice before, at sporting events. Let me assure you it was a very well received finale for Bluey’s Big Play on that wet afternoon in Wollongong.Now it's time to leave the auditorium, show's over.Did I mention the merchandise being lavishly and magnificently displayed in the foyer? And the crowds of adults being separated from their dollars by way of small human coercion? Blocking the exit?Did I pull off a sneaky Nan ploy? Did I manage to escape into the rainy street, having foiled Grandson for the second time?I'll leave you to guess.