After karate today we will descend into the pits of hell, otherwise known as Chuck E. Cheese. We could not even drive by the place when she was 4 without Riley going into a panic. She'd been once, got completely sensory overloaded, and then there was that creepy mouse. The mouse tipped her over the edge.
One of her classmates is having a birthday party there today and she wants to go. She wants to go. God help me, she wants to go.
HT is working, so I have to bring Seth. This can be tricky because if she changes her mind at the last minute, or once we're already there, I'll have two crying kids to contend with.
But she wants to go. And I have to allow her to be her own gage. She's already said she feels nervous. Not a good sign. Hopefully karate will get some jitters out.
Cover me people, we're going in.