Chuck

I seem to favor using two pictures on a layout. One never seems to tell the whole story and three or more can start to look crowded. See the little tooth in the center of one of the bottom circles? I asked Parker if I could put his actual tooth on the page and he said, "Go make a color copy and use that." Good thinking buddy! See, it's a good thing I have him around. Just imagine how much I'm going to depend on him to do my thinking when he gets older! He already thinks he knows everything--I'm sure that only gets worse.

We went to Chuck E. Cheese in Bloomington yesterday for a little getaway. I wanted to go to the scrapbook store and a few other places. I finally wised up and got Happy Meals on the way because they NEVER eat at Chuck E. Cheese. I had a coupon for 100 tokens for $10.00. We were there for about an hour and a half. They are at a weird age where they are too big for the baby stuff and too little for the video games for older kids. However, they have a good time. Parker loves air hockey. I always did too when I was a kid. Jack just goes around putting token into games and staying for about 3 seconds and then running somewhere else. A smart kid would follow him and finish playing all his games. Chuck E. Cheese is another place to make observations about people. Not nearly as amusing as the water park though. I saw a women carrying around a baby who could not have been more than a few weeks old. If I could think of the most germ infested place to take a new baby--other than a public restroom or the doctor's office--it would be Chuck E. Cheese. My doctor always told me not to take newborn out into public for the first few months. I disobeyed that suggestion, but I sure wouldn't have taken a two week old to Chuck E. Cheese. I also saw a women leave her baby who was probably about 15 months old by himself why she took the big brother to the bathroom. Of course, the little guy realizes that mommy is no where around and starts crying and searching for her. I looked around for her but didn't see her so I picked him up and stood by their table with her crying kid. (She took her purse but not her baby.) When she came back I said, "He couldn't find mommy and was pretty upset so I thought I better keep an eye on him." She consoled him and I think she was embarrassed. I didn't mean to embarrass her but come on--take him with you. Oh yes, I saw a woman who had really low rider jeans on but she had rolled down the waistband to make them even lower. She had the body to pull it off. Why wear jeans at all? One final note, it is not safe to be anywhere near Jack playing skee ball.