When our kiddo turned two, we did a Chuck-E-Cheese party. Yeah. We spawned late in life so we were those parents. After all, nothing says life-affirming weekend like being in a closed-in space with a hundred or so screaming, snot-nosed kids. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t dislike ALL kids on principle or anything. I… Continue reading Partying it up like it’s 2006.