Well,
We survived another Chuck E Cheese party. Our 'super server' Meagan was a real piece of work. You would think if nothing else, she could count up to 12 and bring us an appropriate number of plates... forks... cups. Nope, that would require poor Megan to think. I thought it was odd that there was no spot on their credit card receipt to leave a tip. Then I thought about giving her the ten in my wallet. Then I thought about me and Missy running back into the server area to find someone to supply us with the bare essentials for dining. I kept my ten and I don't even feel bad. Although I must admit I could not look Meagan the Super Server (she wrote this on our receipt?!) in the eye as I was leaving. I kinda felt on the one hand that I was furiously rushing through the food/cake/gifts... but then again, after the party-a-thon I attended last weekend, I was enormously aware that people have better things or additional things to do sometimes. We had a great time. C got many cute and thoughtful gifts. She was staring at the floor (with her shoulders drawn up to her ears) during our singing of Happy Bday, but for those of us crouching on the floor, her ear to ear smile was great to see. My baby is 5 today! I can't even type it without getting weepy. And with Flo on my doorstep, it's amazing I'm not sitting here bawling.