Travis here. I think I'm back in the land of the living, after a few grueling weeks of work. I'm going to try and post more frequently this week. Which is great...unless you dislike me and/or think I'm stupid, in which case...it sucks to be you.
Recently, a young family moved in across the street. They have a young girl, about the same age as The Bubba. Her name is Isabella, and she is completely in love with the Bubba. She doesn't know many words...but her parents say she asks for "Boba" all day long. We decided that it was time they went on their first date. I was a little apprehensive because Isabella's mother is Spanish, which means that Isabella is Spanish. (Did you follow that genetics lesson? Email me if you have questions) I was apprehensive because being Spanish means only one thing. Scandalous. Being that it was their first date, and that Isabella moves fast, the parents thought they needed chaperones.
So we accompanied the kiddos to the freak show that is Chuck E. Cheese's. Upon entry, we were greeted by a six foot tall rat, dancing around like an idiot. The Bubba immediately applied the death grip and wouldn't let go of me for anything. He buried his head in my chest as I tried to assure him that everything would be alright. He wasn't buying it, and if I'm honest...neither was I. This place was like a three years old's bad acid trip. Complete over stimulation. After Bubba and I had calmed down, we decided to play a few games. Our biggest accomplishment of the night was that he helped Jenn and I dominate on Skee Ball.
All-in-all, it was a pretty typical night a The Cheese's. The pizza looked like it was starched, in that it didn't bend...and it tasted like cardboard. As you can imagine, I had REALLY weird dreams last night. I would speculate that The Bubba also had some strange dreams, involving a six foot Rat, neon lights, and a kiss from his lady. That's right folks. He got a kiss in at the buzzer. He was going for the lips, but at the last second, Isabella turned and gave him the cheek. She's such a tramp.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Chuck E. Cheese
Posted by The Avilas at 10:38 PM
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Isn't Chuckie Cheese the craziest possible place ever. My daughter who is 3 LOVES I mean LOVES that place. Every time we eat out that is where she wants to go.
But I have to say I do enjoy the little sketch drawings they do. that is the only reason we go there so we maybe make it there 2x a year. haha.
Love the family pic! Can't wait to see you all!
Love,
Mimi and Dadad
Whoa Whoa Whoa who is this chick....you know Aidah is in her room crying right now....Thanks Trav...now I have to explain why guys suck so bad....2 years olddand she is already gonna be jaded....thanks Trav
tramp, huh? :) i know...we went to a birthday party there this summer and it's not nearly as fun as i remembered it being as a kid. it used to seem so much cooler & magical...this time it just seemed kinda dirty and ghetto AND they didn't even have the chairs that go up and down in front of the scary googly-eyed fake mice that used to sing and play the banjo. what a disappointment. anyways, at least the bubba got to go on his date...by the looks of that last pic, he seems pretty smooth & good for isabella for playing hard to get. :)
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