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Mother of the Year

Posted Jan 02 2010 6:43pm
Every once in awhile, time will have smoothed over fairly recent memories and make them a rosy colored memory. Today, we forgot what it was like to take our 3 young kids out to eat in a public restaurant and get groceries. We figured it was too cold to play outside and a trip to a pizza place and grocery store would cure the cabin fever that was brewing. We thought "It'll be fun". Yeah, yeah, I know, like I said, time glazed over the reality of eating out with kids. We get to the pizza place and they are, of course, busy, which make our 3 even more excited. After being seated, I realized it could get ugly as Isaiah started fussing before we even ordered...and there weren't any straps on his high chair. But, as seasoned parents of young children, we distracted him enough until the salad came, and yes, all 3 kids ate salad! I was so proud. I thought to myself "yeah, my kids may be loud, but look at that, they are all eating salad! In your face!". Then came more fussing and Isaiah kept wanting to stand in his seat. We would manage to get him sitting again and finally the pizza comes. We're doing alright and we're in the home stretch. *Sigh*, So delusional, so delusional. As we were 2/3 through our meal, Isaiah decides he's ticked for some reason and before we knew it, he had stood up mid-tantrum and did a backflip over the highchair onto the floor. Husband and I moved faster than I thought possible but we couldn't catch him. I did get a hand under his head and really, he didn't fall far or hard, but it looked horrible watching his feet go over his head...of course in slow motion. And the place was full. I was mortified. He wasn't hurt, just scared the crap out of him. Funny, we were all still eating and the waitress handed us our check, and the elderly couple across from us kept glaring at me. It happened so fast, there wasn't anything we could have done. In 60 seconds, Isaiah was back in his seat, happily eating. We finished our meal, and he never tried to stand up again. I can only imagine the whispering and tsk-tsking that went on. But, you know what, it happens. If you think "Nope, that would never happen to me, I'm a good parent, you just weren't paying attention", fate will prove you wrong, so wrong, in a public place no less. Trust me. And we couldn't just go home, we HAD to get groceries, so we wreaked havoc on the poor employees of the grocery store, who seemed to get a kick out of the kids being wild. And, even though I was mortified that Isaiah fell, and so very thankful he wasn't hurt, it wasn't so bad. I figure, let them judge. Let them walk in my shoes, or remember what it's like to have a 2 year old. So if you happened to see a 2 year old back-flip out of a chair tonight, that was just me and my wild family. But next time, I will bring my own restraints...
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