Beep Beep

My little Blueberry has been a busy guy.

This past weekend we attended his cousin's 2nd birthday party at Chuckie Cheese.

What a crazy place.

Our E loved every minute of the kid induced magical mayhem that accompanies pizza, soda pop, arcade games, and a large rodent  in purple cruising around the joint high-fiving the kids.

Growing up my siblings and I had pretty basic birthday parties.  I ruled at the clothes pin drop game.  Mom used to keep the big Mason jar under the sink.  I used to practice in the kitchen preparing for birthday parties.  A place like Chuckie Cheese was myth and legend to us as children.

Note: I am the only one in my family that had the opportunity to go to Chuckie Cheese when I was in fifth grade.  My best friend's parents took us for receiving a perfect "A" report card---we presented our cards and received a free pizza.  It was the first time I played ski ball and loved it. Now, at the age of 36, I was a little disappointed because I could not locate the ski ball in the arcade.

E used all his tokens.  He rode all the cars, an electric horse, the carousel, and slid down his first slide.  He clapped and smiled the entire time.

And he only swiped a little bit of the icing on his cousin's birthday cake with his curious one year old hands...