So, my brother John called me yesterday to invite the girls on a 6 hour play date. Did I mention that I was in the midst of yelling..."I'll give you something to cry about" to my three little angels? Anyway... John and Emily had promised to take the girls to "Marley and Me" while they were out of school. Their impromptu phone call could not have come at a better time. I got a phone call a few hours later and this is the first thing I hear "I think that I have seriously traumatized your children." Oh, no... thoughts were racing through my head. I guess that "Marley and Me" is much more of an adult film than was let on by it's family friendly Christmas movie advertising. My children fought throwing up and giggling through the kissing scenes, pretended not to know what the word a**hole means (since they've never heard it before...) and tried not to get up and leave while the dog was being put to sleep. Hannah and Belle cried while Charlie asked for more popcorn. So, maybe you should hold off taking your kids to see the show.
Next, the clan headed over to the ever popular Chuck-e-Cheese. They were shocked when they learned that the restaurant had run out of food at 5 p.m. on a Tuesday night. So, they played games and ran to Burger King. On a positive note, the games at the new Chuck-e-Cheese seem to be much more advanced than when I was a kid and they work. If you can handle a crowd it may be a place to try.
Emily and John brought the exhausted kids home around 8 pm. They went right to bed with no "I had a bad dream, can I sleep with you" exploits to our bedroom. It was fantastic. Thank you John and Em for your perfect timing and for loving our girls so much.

