Ava had a class party at Chuck E. Cheese. While Chuck E. actually scared the hell out of her, we had a great time playing the games. You can tell from my face, that I was a little more into it some of the games than Ava was. Together, we set a new high score playing skee-ball, but the manager told us our score didn't count because we weren't playing "properly". Even Ava's tears couldn't convince him to let us keep our giant novelty comb. We pleaded our case to Chuck E., but he refused to talk. After that, I introduced Ava to the age old fun of tripping a teenager in a large mouse costume. And that's why we can never go back.