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"What are you, sixteen?"
This is what Eamon said as I was filling my empty water bottle with sake from the inordinately expensive sushi/steakhouse as we were heading out to walk over to Chuck E. Cheese so our freakishly energetic children could play, scream and run their new year loving hearts out.
We've done this for a few years, and it seems to work, we get to eat, drink and then on to the bombast that is ratman's palace. I won't miss these days, and I hope it's not because I'll be a grandmother before I can.