Last week we stopped into the arcade at Balboa Beach to show Leta what life was like before the Wii, and she and Jon spent an hour and a ridiculous amount of money trying to win tickets at skee ball. So that she could turn those tickets in for a plastic frog. For the next two days she didn’t talk about anything other than how good her Daddy is at games, and I was all, you don’t have to tell me, Leta. I married him specifically for his high score on Frogger.
