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Ms. Jane

Gah! The very idea of those habitrail things at mc's totally gross me out. Those greasy little children, fresh from gorging themselves on fatburgers 'n' sticks, washing it down with sticky sticky beverages. Into the habitrail they go and touch everything with their grubby little paws. Plus smearing the detritus from their runny little noses. Blech!!! I feel the same way about ball pits.

Good thing I'm not a mom. My OCD and I would go stark, raving nutters!

badgerbag

Yes, they are gross, no question about it. But when it's raining, where else can you go after you've jumped on the bed for a whole hour and still need to blow off steam? I don't know how snow-winter people survive without free indoor playgrounds.

Ms. Jane

Barring locking the lad in a closet, it seems that there is no other option...

whump

The game's called Ticket to Ride. It's nice for when you want a rail-building game, but don't want to commit eight hours to India or Eurorails.

I'm flattered that you consider me a good host. I'm still blushing. Thanks!

Prentiss Riddle

The best thing about those habitrails is when your not-quite-old-enough kid gets stuck way up in the innards of the thing and you, the more-than-too-big parent, get to take your shoes off and wriggle through to retrieve her, remembering that Simpsons episode in which Homer clogs up the waterpark slide...

Actually Chuckie Cheese's encourages parents to go into their habitrails. The only good thing I can think of offhand about Chuckie Cheese.

badgerbag

I don't think I can handle a chuckecheese's without popping some valium first... or drinking heavily... or both...! But I would like to go into the habitrail! Why don't they make more playgrounds for grownups? screw sports and rock climbing gyms and amusement park rides where you have to stand in line.... just some cool unstructured playgrounds and giant trampoline rooms would be fine.

Jo

The secret to getting through a chuckupcheese experience is earplugs. Earplugs! This is my great discovery and the highest achievement of my parenting thus far!

Though I think a nice demerol shot in the ass would help a lot as you came through the door.

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