Saturday, March 5, 2011

THAT? That would be MY kid….

If you are ever at a restaurant in WA, and you see a small hippie running around with a haggard looking Mama following him to make sure he isn’t getting into TOO much trouble….THAT would be MY kid.

Traveling across the country and not being in a house of our own quite yet has shown us just how difficult it is for us to eat out as a family.  Every couple of days Jason and I decide to test things out and see if it is possible for our two boys to sit still long enough to have a meal at a restaurant that doesn’t have a drive thru….and then we are snapped back into reality with a scream, a tantrum, a refusal to eat….or a small child running around the restaurant instead of sitting in his seat.

Trying to balance the need for a good meal, the need to get out of the hotel, while not disturbing those around you is not easy.  It’s hard.  The boys have been cooped up, strapped in, and dragged around.  All they want to do when we stop is RUN.  I don’t blame them.  I understand.  But the little old couple and the judgmental couple with no kids sitting next to us don’t get it. 

So, if you happen to end up at a restaurant with us, and my boys are acting out….please understand.  I’m doing the best I can.  And am just trying to have a meal that doesn’t come in a paper bag.

1 comment:

Peabody said...

Hang in there!
And welcome to WA!