Why Can’t We Make it Through Dinner
Let me explain. On Wednesday my husband and I were both running late getting home from work so we decided it would be easiest to go out to eat for dinner.
We picked up the boys from my mothers and headed over to Snappy Tomato pizza for dinner. It is one of our favorite places to eat with the boys. You can be loud, they have a buffet so we can have more that just cheese pizza, etc. It is just extremely family friendly, which, when you have two boys, is important.
So we walk into Snappy’s and it is pretty busy, so busy that there are no high chairs available. My heart sinks… this is not going to be good. You see BAB is almost 2 years old and still has a very short attention span. If not in a high chair, he feels license to roam.
We decide to risk it and move forward with dinner. Of course it plays out as predicted. We get the boys set up with pizza and then head up to get our own. BAB quickly consumes his pizza and decides that it is time to roam. I spend the rest of the dinner trying to contain him while shoving pizza in my mouth. BAB quickly moves toward screaming, because he does not understand why he can’t get down, and consequently he and I head out to the car.
He is normally a good baby, but darn that family of six for taking up all the high chairs. I know he is little and that this short attention span is normal, but sometimes I wish I could just get a “get out of jail free card” for dinners out.
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Look on the bright side: He didn’t get cooties from the high chair!
Seriously, while I can’t sympathize, I empathize! My mom always tells me that once we have kids, I can bid farewell to the simple things. Like sleeping, eating, the privacy to do what you do after you eat…
My kids do the same thing. It’s like they know were in public and they know how to “move the needle” so to speak. They grow out of it, I promise.