My hubby alternates taking each of the kids on a "Daddy Date" each week. This week was Eli's turn and he wanted to go to Chuck E. Cheese, which is always fun...unless Chuckee actually shows up in full costume...not so good. Eli has never liked dressed up characters...they just plain petrify him. He's always come running, screaming and sobbing to us if Chuckee even dared be sighted across the room. But not today. Today Eli decided to take matters into his own hands, or so the story goes, as told by a newly 5 year old boy.
"Mom, today we were at Chuck E. Cheese and Chuckee came out and I was playing that gun game, you know, the one with the big rifle gun and when I saw Chuckee I aimed it at him and told him to stick 'em up. And he raised up his hands and backed away. And I wasn't scared of him anymore."
All of this was told through a beaming grin and a face full of accomplishment. I just had to laugh.
I wonder what he'll think when we meet Mickey and the gang this summer.
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