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I think you were just being sweet.
When my husband was deployed my neighbors (and friends) used to come out and play with their kids on the playground behind our house. My kids would see how their little peers were so excited about playing with their dad and they wanted in on the fun as well. Sometimes they'd tried to have the dads carry them, or to hold their hand the way my husband would. It was awkward when the dads would look at my kids with confused expressions. I know that had it been my husband, he would have scooped up the other kids and played with them as well, that's just the kind of guy he is... So kudos to you for being such an awesome dad.
Speaking of awkward Chuck E. Cheese experiences: We were there this weekend with my brothers and their kids. We walked out of the establishment and lingered a little bit outside just talking and catching up (it's so darn loud inside). Out of the blue a little girl ran outside crying looking for her mom and the door employee was trying to coax her back in. HE WAS DOING A TERRIBLE JOB and all he was really doing was scaring her more and get her to cry louder. People just stood around looking at the scene unfold. I told my brothers to look after my kids and went up to the kiddo, grabbed her hand and told her we'd look for her mommy and she followed me back into the restaurant NO PROBLEM. A few steps in, she had already stopped crying. Of course, I had to let the employees take care of it once I got her back in the restaurant, but it just seemed odd that so many people would stand around and not do anything to try and help.
When my husband was deployed my neighbors (and friends) used to come out and play with their kids on the playground behind our house. My kids would see how their little peers were so excited about playing with their dad and they wanted in on the fun as well. Sometimes they'd tried to have the dads carry them, or to hold their hand the way my husband would. It was awkward when the dads would look at my kids with confused expressions. I know that had it been my husband, he would have scooped up the other kids and played with them as well, that's just the kind of guy he is... So kudos to you for being such an awesome dad.
Speaking of awkward Chuck E. Cheese experiences: We were there this weekend with my brothers and their kids. We walked out of the establishment and lingered a little bit outside just talking and catching up (it's so darn loud inside). Out of the blue a little girl ran outside crying looking for her mom and the door employee was trying to coax her back in. HE WAS DOING A TERRIBLE JOB and all he was really doing was scaring her more and get her to cry louder. People just stood around looking at the scene unfold. I told my brothers to look after my kids and went up to the kiddo, grabbed her hand and told her we'd look for her mommy and she followed me back into the restaurant NO PROBLEM. A few steps in, she had already stopped crying. Of course, I had to let the employees take care of it once I got her back in the restaurant, but it just seemed odd that so many people would stand around and not do anything to try and help.