The way my dad felt about going to McDonald's when I was a kid is how I feel about going to Chuck E. Cheese. It's something we do very seldom and usually only as a special treat. Wyatt worked hard and earned us a visit, so off we went. It was actually great fun, and we didn't eat dinner there so I think we were all happy.
I do believe Cordelia rode in this car about 8 times.

Wyatt was running around having such a great time that it was hard to catch him in a picture.


Daddy drove, Cordelia told him how and where.

From the Sketch Pad.

Back home, Cordelia wearing the tiara she won...

Very happy kiddos.

Maybe we won't wait a year and a half before going again.... maybe.
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