Took the boys out to dinner–well, Chuck E. Cheese. Yes, it’s true, I subjected myself to that. Of course the boys had a blast. Ben wanted to climb into a big red space ship.
First he took off his shoes. Then he looked at me with his big round eyes: “Daddy come.” But he was smiling, because he knew there was no chance in hell that Daddy was going to maneuver his body into that cramped space ship.
I hate to say NO to Ben, but you gotta draw the line somewhere