First Trip to Chuckee Cheese

So the first trip to Chuckee Cheese was an unmitigated success for a certain 1.5 year old in my life. Daddy was still ordering food when baby hit the ground running and disappeared into a kalediescope of flashing neon lights, droning arcade music, and screaming toddlers. Daddy popped an anxiety pill and rushed in pursuit. Although mommy careful timed her arrival around food, she did not escape the throngs, ending up clambering through the overhead tunnels trying to keep little feet in sight (Daddy did not appear to have the necessary physique to accompany his son on this adventure). Here are a few cell phone shots.