The first time Richard and I went to a Chuck E. Cheese with Violet, we vowed that we would never be back. But then one of her classmates announced a birthday party at – you guessed it – Chuck E. Cheese. So we sucked it up. After all, it wasn’t about us. She’d have fun. Clearly, the sting from our initial visit a year earlier had dissipated. How bad could it be? We had forgotten. This is a scary, scary place. Okay maybe this innocent picture of a cartoon mouse doesn’t scare yo