And he STILL didn’t sleep through the night
We’re currently on the Great Family Tour of 2010, visiting relatives in several parts of the country between trips home for E to take his midterms and me to regain my sanity. On Friday we celebrated one of my nephew’s birthday in the grand tradition of generic children’s entertainment everywhere: Chuck E Cheese. In the hopes that I could eat my pizza and caffeine free Diet Coke (damn fetus) in peace, I bought the world’s most overpriced balloon. Although I personally found it terrifying, it has provided at least three children several hours of entertainment. Best $2.19 I’ve ever spent.
Baby Evan is clearly too cool for this place. You can tell because he's wearing his shades inside.
My child ran in circles ALL DAY and yet he still got up at midnight and 3 am, demanding attention and milk. Why exactly did I think a screaming infant would be a good addition to this scenario?
I am hoping to keep Chuck E Cheese a secret for as long as possible. Just saying it makes me think of the lovely smell of sweaty feet and pizza. Yum.
Oh what a cute image. And isn’t it amazing how the cheapest of cheap stuff can sometimes be the most loved.
And I do swear that sometimes the harder they run, the worse they sleep!