Monday, April 5, 2010

The Power of Chuck

Mr. Chuck E. Cheese may be the savior of my sanity and my eldest son's emotional stability. It is hard to believe, isn't it? I worry about how all three kids will handle our move to Annapolis. I especially worry about GJ because he's the oldest and has the most established friendships. He's the most likely to remember this home and what it meant to him.

Apparently, I need not worry. He told Pam that he wanted to stay in Vermont but that he could handle Annapolis because his Dad told him that there's a Chuck E Cheese there.

Pizza, skee ball, and creepy motorized animals performing inane songs. What more could a child need?

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