Some Fun with the Kids

This was soo long ago now that I don't remember the exact date that it occurred. (Further study has reveled that it was the night of Month Day, Year.) I took the kids out for a night of fun at the funnest place North of Bargain World - FunWorld. It was one of those "we don't have anything to do today so we'll go play skeeball" kind of days. Turns out that I've been living a lie, for Jenny showed me the real way to play skeeball, which involved no skill but walking up to the circle and dropping the ball right in. That of course, did not go well with the FunWorld staff, but I guess they never knew how to play skeeball the real way either.

Then came the best game in the complex, which won "hands down." Ha ha ha. I can be so funny sometimes. Tim and I challenged the Dinosaur game, where you wait for the gators to come out of the cave, then you violently smack them, causing them to return to the cave from which they came. Needless to say, we beat them. Ha ha.

I consider Chad to be one of my kids when I refer to my brother and sister in phrases such as "I gotta go home and watch the kids" and "I gotta work 2 jobs 'cause I gots kids to feed." So then it was no surprise that he was there with us that night, his mind lost in a videogame.

We spent too much time (and ultimately too much money) on this game that had the potential of spitting out large quantities of prize tickets. But the problem here was the random nature of the machine, and the fact that you picked a color, and you only won if the ball landed on that color. And if you didn't pick the winning color, then the machine just stole your money and laughed at you.

Now Chad and Jenny you already know, but let me introduce you to this kid. You may not recognize him, but that's the loveable Timmy. That's what he looked like in his pre-rocking out days, when he cared more about things that mattered, like air hockey.

Isn't it just great when siblings can work out there problems with guns? Don't get alarmed and call the police on us; it's just laser tag. It's was our kids versus like 12 African-American kids, and we beat them by like a million-to-one. It was no contest, because Tim actually could see the target (because there was no hair to cover his eyes.)