We had a great day with the grandgirls yesterday. We went to the venerable kids place Chuck E Cheese for some bad pizza and an afternoon of fun. The oldest girl had a blast. The baby did her baby thing, but was excellent. She loved watching the crowd. Since I last stepped foot in a Chuck E. Cheese about 20 years ago, I was a bit surprised to find the animatronic band has been discarded. I suppose a weaselly Yoko ingratiated herself on the purple gorilla and split up the group.
We went to the oldests' favorite restaurant (Spaghetti Factory) for dinner. The youngest wouldn't tell us her choice, opting for a dinner of formula instead. The girls then spent the night. As an added bonus the baby slept through the night!
Why would you care about any of this? I have no idea. I have wondered why anyone stops by for a very long time now.
Have a great Sunday.
7 comments:
It's nice to read of your good experiences with family.
We always return for a heapin' helpin' of good old fashioned down home Hoosier common sense.
And corn storage.
Even when pizza is bad, it's pretty good.
I have not been in a CC in forty years, and have never eaten in one. you are interesting and unpredictable.
Grandson on the way.
And he's gonna be... wait for it... A HOOSIERBOY!
Now, regarding the bris paging Fuzzy
Wyoming Territory, 1880's. Small town.
Guys at the saloon, Friday afternoon.
Band of 9 desperados ride in, shooting up the place, scaring townsfolk.
Biggest, meanest guy walks up to the bar, revolver in each hand. Barfiles cower.
Grabs first guy he sees.
"Are you a Jew?"
Patron shakes his head no, wets his pants.
Grabs next guy.
"Are you a Jew?"
Guy breaks out crying, shakes his head no.
Asks third guy at the bar.
Guy shakes, looks at his boots. Answers yes.
Gunman: "Come with us. We need a 10th man for the minyan.
Baboomp
And congrats
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