Last weekend JJ had his first trip to the place where a kid can be a kid. Yes, Chuck E. Cheese. Daddo talked it up all Saturday morning so that by the time we were ready to go, JJ was excitedly saying "ChuckECheese!" even though he had no idea what kind of place it would be.
We ate some mediocre pizza, armed ourselves with tokens, and sought out all the games and rides that were suitable for JJ. And one that wasn't, apparently, because this rising airplane scared the cheese out of him.
His favorite thing, which he literally rode on about 6 times, was this yellow truck. When you feed it a token, it vibrates and shakes a little. JJ had a look on his face like he wasn't particularly enjoying it but he kept asking to ride it again!
The other highlight of the experience was collecting the tickets from the machines. At the end, we had 70 tickets and redeemed them for some sweet merch: a crazy straw and 3 temporary tattoos. (JJ would later proudly sport a Chuck E. Cheese tat on his bicep.)
We have some leftover tokens so we'll need to return for more fun sometime soon!