We had two lovely midweek lunches with Reuel's Aunt Molly during her recent visit to the great barren north, and this week we went to Chuck E. Cheese (Duck-ee! in Owenese) after our scrumptious bowl of soup and panini at Panera. What a treat. Owen enjoyed himself thoroughly, although for the first time he was quite intimidated by the thought of getting close to the giant, tacky, mechanized, singing creatures. I have always been surprised that he wasn't more upset by them in the past. I guess the previous visits when he was littler when mommy would use the tokens to play skee-ball stuck with Owen because he was very excited to find the 'balls!' and throw them around the room (rather than up the ramp). Aunt Molly helped him figure it out. He also discovered the slide and said a hearty 'Whee!' each time he flew down.