Here’s an insider tip: you can always tell the weeks when I forgot to take pictures of the girls until he last minute because they’ll feature bath time pictures from Sunday night.
Look! Bath time pictures from Sunday night!
Actually I don’t have a whole lot else to talk about. Though Sam did go to a birthday party for her friend Michael at Chuck E. Cheese’s (“where a kid can spend money on entertainment in 15-second increments”). I didn’t attend, but I heard that each of the attendees were given a Dixie cup full of game tokens and let loose on Mr. Cheese’s arcade where games could be played for little tickets which could then be exchanged for little plastic things stamped out by the thousands by Chinese factory robots.
Sam apparently thought that token-to-ticket exchange rate was 1:1, since she ran from machine to machine jamming tokens into slots and squealing with delight when the machine spit out –I can only imagine with some embarrassment– a solitary sympathy ticket for the little girl who had no idea how to play the game she had just bought. The exception seemed to be skee ball, which Sam got into using a vigorous overhand throw until the arcade attendants closed in on her position.
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