Buster and Dave.

Did I tell you about the time we went to Dave and Buster's for Kristy's birthday? No? Well we went to Dave and Buster's for Kristy's birthday. Dave and Buster's is an arcade for adults, this means it's just a regular arcade and in the same room there is a bar.

Here we are.

Rachel blinks in pictures a lot. Garrett ruins pictures a lot.

Many of us were first-timers to D&B's but it didn't take us long to remember what we learned as children - there is one goal, and one goal only at arcades; TICKETS.


And more tickets.


And being super ticket-proud.


This picture from left to right: behind the cup scheming, shiny foreheading, yelling.

Sidenote on one of life's mysteries: you know all those cute girls with blogs who have tons of cute pictures of themselves looking natural and candid? Who takes these pictures? Do they pay someone to follow them around all day? Are they really good with the self-timer? It can't be their husbands, because the above is a perfect example of what I get when I hand Zach the camera.

This concludes my Dave and Buster's post. Happy birthday last month Kristy.