The last time I can ever remember going to Chuck E Cheese as a kid.. I think I must have been 10 or under. It was the land of enormous ball-crawl back then, and I remember being in a pretty dress but can’t remember why and wearing the heirloom ladybug necklace my mother gave me.
After a romp in the enormous ball crawl, the necklace was gone.. never to be seen again. Needless to say, my mom was angry. I don’t ever recall going back to Chuck E Cheese after that.
Having kids, the subject always comes up when talking to other parents. Hear about them taking their kids.. also read about all the parental brawls that happen there. Never seemed like an appealing place to go.. but I suppose it had to happen sooner or later!
We got invited to a birthday party on Sunday at Chuck E Cheese. I wasn’t sure how it wasn’t going to go. I haven’t been in so long, and Thomas has NEVER been, that I didn’t even know what it was like or if there was anything for a kid Holden’s age to do there.
Walking in was an absolute madhouse. The place was packed and chaotic. It took us about 5 minutes to find our party- all the way up by the “stage” with the animatronic creepy Chuck and strange animations coming on the TV screens.
Holden instantly started dancing.. and for the most part refused to stop. Didn’t want to do ANYTHING else.
By watching him go ass-wild, I realized he is far too friendly for his own good. Not only is he touchy with strangers, but he will literally follow ANYONE. Doesn’t matter if he knows them or not, he’ll follow them. While I love his free spirit and how friendly he is, in certain situations it’s a bad thing to be so nice. I HATED strangers when I was his age. Never got lost because I refused to leave my mother’s side. Holden is nothing like me in that regard.
We had a few panicked moments where we couldn’t see him- and from then on I forced him to hold my hand.
While it doesn’t seem like ANYTHING else there has changed since I was young.. including the games (half of which don’t work)- they’ve done away with the ball crawl.. which I suppose was deemed a cesspool of bacteria, in lieu for a HUGE jungle gym tunnel type contraption that spans half of the place and goes all the way up to the ceiling. Holden kept begging to play in it, but I just got visions of him crawling his way to the top and getting lost. No idea how to get out, and no one to help him get back down. I think he’ll have to be a little older to go up in that thing.
We did play some games with him.. any one he wanted- although the majority of them he couldn’t figure out how to play, we helped, and he had a lot of fun doing that. Earned up enough tickets to get some craptacular Toy Story “doodle set”- but he’s pretty pleased about it. He also about crapped his pants when someone in a Chuck E Cheese suit came out for all the birthday parties going on. Followed him around, picture bombed people, danced like a maniac-the whole 9 yards.
He had fun (Parker spent most of the time terrified for his life or in a trance at the spinning disco lights on the ceiling)- but I definitely don’t think we’ll be going back ANY time soon. The only positive thing I can say is that they no longer have the “worst pizza in America” now that they’ve outsourced to Dominos.. not that Dominos is all that great either- but i’ve had worse.
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