Pizza and smelly socks
Took my son and niece to “Chuck and Cheese” last night. (Christian calls it that.)
We had pizza and then the two of them took off to wander the tube/slide thingy, which is where the smelly socks come in.
We played the silly games they have there…I did well at skeeball. We ended up winning 92 tickets which we traded for a whoopie cushion and a Hulk ruler.