Chuck E. Cheese is supposedly where a kid can be a kid. It’s also one of those rare places where tokenism is practiced unabashedly. For our family, it’s where we treat a child who slept moderately well at night in her own bed. Olivia enjoyed Skee-Ball and some of the other games but spent most of her time there trying to figure out how to cash in her tickets for an ice cream sandwich.
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