DH and I are not really the parents who take our 4 (almost 5 year old) very active boy and 2 1/2 year old girl, who follows her big brother everywhere, out to dinner. Yes, we've gone out to restaurants with them, although we've packed up dinners and taken them home by the time the main dish arrives. Well, hey, it's enough to suck down a beer. But, my word of advice, it you go somewhere that has a buffet line, which we did on our NPX trip, then please don't bring your child to the buffet line. Let them sit in their chairs while Daddy and Mommy take turns.
The scenario went something like this to begin...Mommy and Jordan go up to get their plates. Jake decides he wants to come with us and not wait for Daddy. So, he darts off behind us. The first items, a fruit tray, a cheese and cracker tray. All hands go for the fruit...as I dart to grab their hands off of every piece of fruit, the other goes for the cheese tray. Cheese cubes tumble to the ground, fruit pieces everywhere. A loud yell across the restaurant to get my DH to grab the kiddos. All eyes on me...yeah, I think so, what do I do? Take my foot and kick the food that was dropped on the floor underneath the table. Smile as I give my children to my DH and suck down a drink....well, what would you do?
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That is why we dine solely at places where the chairs are screwed into the floor. ;)
ReplyDeletehahaha,that was great,I would do the same as you,the first time,lesson learned or so you think til the next time and you do it again!
ReplyDeleteFirst time commenter on this blog. Great blog, btw! I'd probably pretend that they weren't my kids. In Coldwater Creek the other day I said loudly & firmly, "Wait till I get you home and tell your mother!" Which just caused hysterical giggles and shouts of "you ARE mommy!!" Ah well.
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Try a strong margarita before you attempt the salad bar. With numbed senses via tequila everything is OK!
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