Oh Chuck E. Cheese’s – you are so clever. You have positioned yourself in the same shopping center as my Trader Joe’s and my wine store. I cannot hide from you now that the children know you are there. Your sign mocks me.
As we left Trader Joe’s today this happened:
Claudia: Mom, can we go to Chuck E. Cheese again?
Me: Hmmm. Right now we have groceries in the car. Maybe you should ask one of your Grandparents.* Or wait! I know. How about this? If you guys are really really good for four days in a row – I mean if you clean up your rooms and drink your milk and don’t have any fits for four days in a row I will take to you to Chuck E. Cheeses.
How does that sound?
Claudia: I like the grandparent idea.
Ian: Yeah, me too.
* No, I don’t feel bad. Some of the Grandparents feed the boy popcorn for breakfast and the other ones tried to ruin my life when I was 13.