
while i was setting the
tivo to record sprout on his birthday (in case he made it on), Q saw a commercial for chuck e. cheese. despite never having been to one, or even really knowing what they are, he was sold and decided that was where he wanted to go for his birthday dinner. but that night when asked what he wanted for dinner he asked for the "pancake store" (
ihop) and we thought we were off the hook. as soon as we placed our order to declared he would rather go to the cheese. too late, we told him we'd go some other time. he hadn't mentioned it again so we thought we were off the hook.
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fast forward to
friday...
caroline was home sick (with
mimi who was up for the party) so it was just me and Q on our way home. i decided i wanted to go to the dollar store to get some supplies for the party and went to the closest one on the way home. of course, right next door... the rat. he was so excited because he thought that was where we were going. i again dodged it by saying we couldn't go without pickle.
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then on
saturday he was pestering me about it. i told him we'd go if he took a nap because i *knew* he wouldn't nap. but bet your butt he napped so we went
saturday night for "dinner" (quotations used because i hesitate to call that food.)
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wow. just wow. what an awful place.

these pics are memorable only because 5 minutes prior i had noticed that their cartons of apple juice had expired on
july 13
th.
mimi went up to the counter to exchange them and was ignored for five minutes. so she stalked the manager and went right up to him. they were across the restaurant and with all the noise we couldn't hear the conversation, but we witnessed what was obviously
mimi telling him the juice was expired. then the dude looks at his watch, like he needed to verify that it was actually beyond
july 13
th. it's august dummy. and that is clearly
after july.
but despite awful food, awful service, and awful, unattended hellions, our munchkins had a grand time.

here
quentin discovered that he got tickets. don't tell him that the tickets can be exchanged for junk. he thinks they are just for counting.
1 comment:
I LOVE that you told them that the tickets are for counting. Hilarious!
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