There is a casino on the way to our house from the freeway. Blake wanted to know what it was.
I explained to him that it is a place where people take money and play games, and then hope that they win more money. However, it is also a place that people can leave with no money, which in the end can be very devastating for their lives.
Oh.
Last night we went to Chucky Cheese for the first time. My kids were beside themselves, and so were Dave and I. We were the only family there, besides our super fun friends, The Johnsons. I made it through...although it was a little touch and go from time to time.
My kids placed tokens in almost every one of the games, just to see the tickets spit out. This might have kept Parker busy for at least 45 minutes...and might I say out of the ball pit?
On our way home, as we passed the casino, Blake says, "Mommy is going to chucky cheese kind of like going to the casino? Do you think that we were wasting God's money?"
If Jesus saw the salad bar, I know he would say yes.
