It is one of those rare occasions. The sun, moon, planets and stars have all aligned, and we ALL have (well, all except #1 of 5) a Sunday without plans (except Church that is...) It's a day off for me, it's a day off for my wife, and none of the kiddos have anything planned.
For Christmas, we were given a gift from my Aunt. A gift of four day passed to (was was then The Park at Mall of American) Nickelodeon Universe. My wife and I looked at the calendar and noticed that this would really be the only opportunity to utilize these passes before they expire (because the sun, moon, planets and stars will not be lining up again in the foreseeable future), so we are gong to be heading out to the M.O.A. and spend the day at the new Nickelodeon Universe.
Many of my co-workers will be surprised to see an admission that I actually will be setting foot in that behemoth mall. You see, the MOA is the reason I behave and go to Church.. Really? The MOA is your motivation to go to church and be a good person you ask?? Well... Sort of.. You see, my version of Gehenna. I fear that if I do not spend my life here on earth being a "good person" my eternity will be spent at the MOA. Between the people, and the crowds, and public restrooms, and the outrageous costs, and the pushing, and shoving, and the people - oh, did I mention the crowds and the people?? My only hope is that it's sort of "nice" outside today, and that may discourage a "population of a small city" to stay home, providing me some "breathing space" thus relieving a little of my anxiety.
Why would I submit myself to this hellish freak show of a nightmare? Well... Because my kids love it. Because my wife loves seeing the kids love it, and because I love seeing my wife & my kids loving it. So, like all good dads do, I'll be "grinning and barring it" for my kids.
I'm sure I'll have a couple of pictures and stories
from Gehenna from Nickelodeon Universe to share.
Now, kids - PLEASE do not ask me to take you to Chuck E. Cheese's. I'll already have served my sentence...