Chuck E Cheese

My niece, Chiara, had a party yesterday to celebrate her fifth birthday. We met up with her family and a few other families, mostly from the Catholic homeschooling group, at Chuck E. Cheese for pizza, games, and cake and ice cream.

Bella had fun. There was a toddler-sized play area and she enjoyed the slide, the mirrors and pushing the buttons on the games. She climbed up on a few of the rides and didn’t even miss the fact that I didn’t put a token in. It’s all the same to her if they move or not.

The only exception was the carousel. I plopped in token after token so she could ride round and round on the shiny horse. Every time it stopped I got a pouty little face and a whine.

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Confession: I actually had to tickle her to get her to smile. It was past her nap time and she was having fun but had a rather serious expression.

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“Put another token in the slot, Mama!”

The party was from 12 to 2, not ideal for us as that is when she usually naps. But she survived like a trooper. Bella ate lunch before we went so she only picked at the pizza and had a few bites of cake and ice-cream. I, on the other hand, had far too much of all of the above plus two cokes. I am such an addict. I try to be good and don’t really drink it very often. But when I find a soda fountain that has the mix of carbonation and syrup in just the right proportions… well, my will power lost. I paid for it too, feeling slightly ill the rest of the afternoon.

She did take a good two hour nap when we got home. But then bedtime was a horror. She was overtired and screamed and screamed when I put her down. My attempts to rock her and console her were to no avail. The poor thing cried herself to sleep.

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