Check please!

An ugly, unfortunate era has begun in the Harris household. No longer are we able to go out to dinner.

Hudson has made that abundantly clear. As much as it distresses me that my family meals from now on will only consist of those I whip up myself or those which can cooked up by some microwave in a Golden Arches or similar establishment, I don't blame the little man. After all, it isn't like I typically have him sit down strapped into his high chair for twenty to thirty minutes before I put the food on the table. He does not understand the concept of waiting for a meal. Lord help us if we were to go somewhere where we had to wait to be seated too.

So, no more meals out among the masses. No more fabulous bacon dip appetizers. No more pondering over menus. No more free kitchen nights unless I want to cough up the cash for a sitter so I can enjoy my steak with two hands and not scurry out of the establishment in embarassment.

We have tried it all. Coloring sessions. (Those last 3 minutes max) Bring little cars and trucks. (Yeah, great idea-- take something that rolls (rapidly) under the servers' feet) Play with the sugar packets. (Sucking on just one makes him even crazier) Do a little "I spy". (I spy a whole bunch of stuff you want to do/see/touch, but no, you are locked into this seat here) It is all exhausting.

How I will miss it! Someone completely waiting on me. No stress over burning anything. Not a single pan to clean when I am finished.

*Sigh* Swap-sit? Anyone?