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Mommy's favorite game

Last weekend, Connor went to Chuck E Cheese for his first time.  A fellow kindergartener was having her birthday there.  Connor had a really good time.  Since he was new to all these types of games, I felt it was my duty as a mother to show him Mommy's favorite game - skee-ball!  He is in the green shirt. He loved it, and can't wait to go back there again.

Side note - I am not the type to just drop off my baby in a strange place, and I am very glad I stayed. Supposedly they stamp your hand so that you cannot leave without a parent whose hand is also stamped the same.  Connor handed the man his LEFT hand to be stamped.  On the way out, the guy barely shined the special flashlight on Connor's RIGHT hand, and then let him leave the building with me.  Not too safe in my opinion.)


Unknown said…
Ethan LOVES Chuck e Cheese. Glad Connor had fun (as did Mommy). Not too impressed with their security though
I'm not impressed with the security either. Glad he had fun though.
Looks like a lot of fun!
Susan Anderson said…
My grandkids are avid skee-ball players.

Gina Kleinworth said…
WHAHOOOOOO- I love skiball- how cool!!

& about your side note- I have seen this very thing- which is why we have never spent too much time there
Emily said…
We've never been to a Chuck E Cheese, but my brother told my poor kids that the place had scary puppets, and now they have nightmares about it. Sounds like you guys had fun!

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