The last time I took these two to Friendly’s we had to leave before our food even came. In the span of 10 minutes, J managed to have a tantrum over not being able to sit on my side of the booth, as a result of squeezing all 3 of us on one side both wound up spilling their juice, a box of crayons was tossed on the floor, a menu was torn apart, an old lady was hit with a projectile matchbox car, two boys went into timeout in the front vestibule and I was chastised by two old men for my children’s behavior. Months later I thought we might give it a second try, but with a few adjustments. I previewed the menu before we went so I would know what to order, I went to the outside take-out window to order, we sat at the tables outside typically reserved for those getting ice cream only, I brought sippy cups and we left the matchbox cars at home. The only mistake I made was bringing Bauer this time. But it’s just so close to home and it was so nice out I felt terrible leaving him home as we departed for our walk. (yup, iPhone shot – didn’t even TRY to bring my big girl camera)
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