…at good ‘ole Chucky Cheese!
Tuesday Sam got off of work early, so we went as a family and had some fun! As we walked in Ethan’s eyes lit up…I think he thought he was in heaven. We had a lovely greasy feast…you know you need one of those every once in awhile!

Ethan had the best time feeding Sam…and I am sure Sam loved it too…it was so messy!

Our table was right by the basketball game…shaped as a high top shoe! Love it!! And so did Ethan…that is where we spent most of our time. He couldn’t do it by himself, so Sam or I had to lift him up to shoot the ball…man was that tough! Also my fabulous son broke about FIVE games…he got a little over zealous and kept ripping off the tickets…which ended up jamming all of the games he touched. I really hope they didn’t make the connection!

Mommy and Ethan waiting for the balls to come out…they couldn’t come out fast enough for him

my great lifting skills…man did my arms hurt after about five times of this!

then Ethan took a short break to take a ride with Chucky Cheese…funny thing is, he didn’t even care about the huge mouse next to him…he just wanted to drive

You may be wondering what Titus was doing during all of this…well he had an agenda of his own…and nothing was going to stop him.

After all of the games were done, and Ethan showed off his Olympic size skills…he had much to show for it. His first time at Chucky Cheese and he was bringing in the big tickets…boy was he proud of all of them. I took him to go stick them in the counting machine and half way through he ran off…so I ran after him…oh no you may be thinking…what happened to the hard earned tickets…well as I was running off a little girl asked if I wanted her to stand and guard them…I yelled yes….I mean because in reality the lost tickets were all I was worried about. 🙂 Anyway, that was still really sweet of the little girl.

And here is what he has to show for his hard work…a plastic shark…that is his gold medal…if you will. I remember when I was little and I would go to Chucky Cheese…I would work so hard to get the maximum amount of tickets and then when it was time to pick out the prize…everything was so lame…even then I knew I was getting ripped off for my clearly visible skills. It was so dissappointing! Good thing Ethan doesn’t know this yet!! We did have a great time though!

…at good ‘ole Chucky Cheese!
Tuesday Sam got off of work early, so we went as a family and had some fun! As we walked in Ethan’s eyes lit up…I think he thought he was in heaven. We had a lovely greasy feast…you know you need one of those every once in awhile!

Ethan had the best time feeding Sam…and I am sure Sam loved it too…it was so messy!

Our table was right by the basketball game…shaped as a high top shoe! Love it!! And so did Ethan…that is where we spent most of our time. He couldn’t do it by himself, so Sam or I had to lift him up to shoot the ball…man was that tough! Also my fabulous son broke about FIVE games…he got a little over zealous and kept ripping off the tickets…which ended up jamming all of the games he touched. I really hope they didn’t make the connection!

Mommy and Ethan waiting for the balls to come out…they couldn’t come out fast enough for him

my great lifting skills…man did my arms hurt after about five times of this!

then Ethan took a short break to take a ride with Chucky Cheese…funny thing is, he didn’t even care about the huge mouse next to him…he just wanted to drive

You may be wondering what Titus was doing during all of this…well he had an agenda of his own…and nothing was going to stop him.

After all of the games were done, and Ethan showed off his Olympic size skills…he had much to show for it. His first time at Chucky Cheese and he was bringing in the big tickets…boy was he proud of all of them. I took him to go stick them in the counting machine and half way through he ran off…so I ran after him…oh no you may be thinking…what happened to the hard earned tickets…well as I was running off a little girl asked if I wanted her to stand and guard them…I yelled yes….I mean because in reality the lost tickets were all I was worried about. 🙂 Anyway, that was still really sweet of the little girl.

And here is what he has to show for his hard work…a plastic shark…that is his gold medal…if you will. I remember when I was little and I would go to Chucky Cheese…I would work so hard to get the maximum amount of tickets and then when it was time to pick out the prize…everything was so lame…even then I knew I was getting ripped off for my clearly visible skills. It was so dissappointing! Good thing Ethan doesn’t know this yet!! We did have a great time though!