Excerpted from the never-to-be-released book, “Free Time with the Kids: How to have fun when time AND money are tight.”
Chick-fil-A has it all, really. A playroom. Bathrooms. No pressure sales atmosphere. Free balloons. And, if you do get hungry, one heck of a vanilla milkshake. (with cherry!)
This is a favorite place to go when the kids are restless and need to burn some energy. The local Chick-fil-A boasts a slide, play car, play plane, random bits of plastic that spin and one of the creep-ist talking animal walls you’ll ever be haunted by. It’s voiced by a woman that was either –
1) Forced against her will to submit her voice to the display,
2) Just awoken from a 26-day coma, or
Awful audibles aside, this low-cost locale is top of the list when the kids are rowdy and it’s raining outside. Gabby now regularly requests we go there. When we arrive she becomes a comet in a closet. Gavin is no less excited, but much more restrained. He’s content to climb the steps to the slide, sit like he’s about to slide, then get up and go back down the steps. Repeat. Rinse.
It’s also a great place to make new friends. Once, the Gs and I arrived to find one other girl about Gabby’s age playing alone within the room. They two girls became quick cohorts. When the new friend’s parents came to tell her it was time to go, Gabby ran to her and delivered a giant hug. Then as she turned to return to the slide, she shouted, “Bye friend! I love you!”
Chick-fil-A. Can you feel the love?