Chuckie Cheese it is. I hailed a taxi and sat in the backseat holding his hand while he enjoyed his first car ride experience. As he looked out the window at the features of the world zooming by, I called work and explained my story. Luckily enough, she gave me the day off because she has a son of her own, and she knows the kind of connection there can be.
Once we arrived, we entered and I classified him as my child, but Alex didn’t notice. He was clinging to my arm gazing around at all the other children who were playing around with their friends. He must have noticed that their clothes were nicer than his because he looked down at his own clothes and clung to me even tighter.