Chuck E Cheese

We broke down and took the kids to Chuck E Cheese the other day -- something we never do. I really hate places like that. All the pandemonium and germs and disturbing animatronic whatever-you-call-them. Blech. But we took them, and I have rarely seen them as excited. (Which is kind of sad in a way.) Anyway, we let them go nuts and ride on and play whatever they wanted, and at the end of the evening they had collected enough tickets to cash in for about 12 cents worth of junk. And they were thrilled.

Nathaniel looked like a natural with this rifle game (grrr.)

(So did Lindsey. Double grrr.)