My kids and I were invited to one of those fun pizza places with tokens and games galore. I was excited to accept the invitation because I knew it would be fun. And fun it was.
I have made a new friend. One I am most positive that God has sent into my life at this very moment, because well, I might be on a slippery slope, no wait, I am on a slippery slope. Through her I have found and interesting church. Things are good.
So in the spirit of fun and getting my kids out of the house. In the hopes of getting my son to actually interact with this sweet little boy, we went.
The hour long drive quickly passed. The kids laughing and singing in the back seat. Jammed together each in their own car seat. Conversation in the front of the car was great. Lots of testimony swapping.
The arrival was swift. The kids descending upon the doors as if the golden egg was on the other side. Glow in the dark numbers on our left arms is always a fascinating thing.
And then the counter where you decide to eat the greasy pizza drink a soda or go for that salad bar. Don't forget token choices! My friend and I splint the cost for 100 tokens, and since I had two kids to her one, I felt I should by extra so the two boys would have 50 each and my daughter could have some too.
I approach the counter set on getting 50 for $10 nearly hand over my money, then go for the $20 choice and before I know it the sweet teenage cashier has talked me into $30 150 tokens and 500 free tickets! Now I knew we would be in this place for awhile.
I lost my son in the mix for a bit, but I knew he was most likely in the center where the video games were. My daughter headed straight for the skee balls. Of course she can't throw underhand, but she does throw quite well overhand. So for at least 20 games I am chasing down balls, and grabbing forgotten tickets. My son showed up for a couple of games and at this point realized I needed a better system of tracking tickets.
I started cramming my son's tickets in the pocket of my shirt, my daughters in the diaper bag. So now I have become the token carrying ticket catching mom running behind her kids as they flit from game to game to game.
They did take a small break and climb into the play house. There was a point where my daughter was just sitting in there chilling and not moving from her spot. Yep, the spot where every other kid needed to pass. After successfully blocking traffic in the narrow tunnel thing high above my head she came down the slide and the madness began again.
The great thing about these places is once you get your kid in there they aren't going out that door without you. The manner of how they go out that door depends on the severity of any meltdown due to lack of tickets or over tiredness. We had no meltdowns when we left.
Redeeming the tickets in the annoying machine that makes the most horrid noise took quite a bit of time. As it turns out each kid had almost two hundred tickets. And of course most of those were singles! The ticket process was broken up into stopping points as my daughter decided she should randomly run off and hid among all the people. I was so thankful my friend was there to assist me with tracking my daughter.
Ticket redemption went quite well for all three kids. I think they were each satisfied. I nearly had a heart attack as my daughter's turn approaches. The sweet teenage girl was kind enough to pull out all 20 or more necklaces and bracelets we could choose from and we only had enough tickets for two of those. This became a tricky process as I have to explain to her that no she cannot have all of them, I think she settles on two bracelets, and then she turns away to sulk at a nearby table. This leaves me to finish picking out what I think she will like.
Food was next on the agenda and we hit a fast food place on the way home. Great conversation coming home and a much quieter backseat.
Twas a truly great and blessed day.
December 30, 2015
Proverbs 11:14 Where there is no counsel, the people fall; but in the multitude of counselors there is safety.
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