Just had to let y'all know that if you were at the Gulfport Chuck E. Cheese today?
Um, yes, that was me crawling through the maze in the air trying to convince Isabella that she was not trapped up there.
And, yes, those were probably my stretch marks that you saw through the little viewing windows as I was trying to crawl on my hands and knees through a child's suspended maze.
And, yes, that was me scooching down the twirly slide covered in sweat and cursing whoever the genious was to create something as "fun" as a maze that's so high that I practically had an anxiety attack due to the height and the claustaphobic atmosphere of the "fun" toy.
And, yes, that was my child--who just merely moments before was so terrified that she wouldn't/couldn't get out of the maze--who immediately tried to crawl back up again.
I just love that place called Chuck E. Cheese...
ps-I may or may not have thrown up in my mouth a little bit when I imagined all of the germs that invaded my body in that humid, stuffy, stale air maze...*shudder*