I think I have discovered what hell is like and to think it involves hundreds of noisy kids running around can come as no surprise. Within 2 minutes, I had forgotten their familiar faces and my mind turned to mush. I sound like a party pooper don't I? Something happened between being a young mom and my now 54 years. But here is the thing, as hellish as Chucky Cheese is, the smiles on their faces made the two hour sacrifice worth it. I love my grandkids...
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The places we go for our grandkids and I'm sure they had a blast. I got a chuckle out of our Phoebe standing next to Conrad and his friend. She's little, but oh so mighty!
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