I eat the majority of my meals at restaurants. It is not that I hate to cook, I don’t like the house smelling like burned food, and I hate cleaning up the mess.
While having breakfast recently, I was seated next to a younger lady who was accompanied by an older lady. Not sure what their relationship was and don’t care, but they had a baby with them who was barely old enough to sit in a high chair.
From the time they were seated until the time I left, the kid cried and bawled. He/she threw food. My table was close enough that I was almost taken out by flying egg yolks. My meal was basically ruined. No peace and quiet with my morning thoughts.
I know that some of you have kids. Do you take them to restaurants? How do you handle kids who can’t be calmed?
While having breakfast recently, I was seated next to a younger lady who was accompanied by an older lady. Not sure what their relationship was and don’t care, but they had a baby with them who was barely old enough to sit in a high chair.
From the time they were seated until the time I left, the kid cried and bawled. He/she threw food. My table was close enough that I was almost taken out by flying egg yolks. My meal was basically ruined. No peace and quiet with my morning thoughts.
I know that some of you have kids. Do you take them to restaurants? How do you handle kids who can’t be calmed?