Flirting with the Sabbath.
A few weeks ago I took each of my daughters on a “Daddy-Daughter Date Night.” I gave them each the chance to pick the destination. They both picked Chuck-e-Cheese. On Saturday night I went to Chuck-e-Cheese with my five year old McRae. On Sunday night, my seven year old L.E.
By the second night within the lair of Mr. Cheese, I started to notice something. Chuck-e-Cheese is like a casino for kids.








