Meals Out With Kids.....
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We took our kids abroad on holiday from a very early age where eating out is the norm, they behaved because it was natural to, there has been occasions where a stern NO had to be used but all in all t
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You see, when you have children, you suddenly do not give a shite about what others think, or what influence you have on other parents. What you will care about is the smile on your childs face, a
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Fuck me senseless. That Keith Arthur bloke isn't a patch on our Pabbers.
on a very similar theme to my front room thread....
whats the fucks happened to our nice meals out?!
went for tea tonight with our peg,our pegs mum and dad ...and our 16 month old son.
normally a lovely night where me and the father in law lock horns in lager drinking and mixed grill eating and silently acknowledge eachother meat sweats ,whilst the women slag the rest of the family off,then we have the charade over who is paying the bill,when we all know in this little game of wills that the in laws will pay....infact,the card i 'intend' to pay with everytime is infact a morrisons miles card!...but anyhow...is always a pleasant evening....
tonight however,i feel like ive just been witness to an armed robbery.....ketih fucking moon would of been proud of the wreck we have just left that resteraunt in....
ice cream on the table,floor,high-chair,walls,ceiling,waiters face,my face,the mother-in laws face,and in my father in-laws eyes.
a spilled pint,a spilled coke,and more peas on the floor than a fucking frozen pea shop!
disgruntled couples and families behind us are out to enjoy a nice spring evening with a bottle of vino,now tarnished by our lad screaming 'hiya'...his one and only word,at the top of his voice whilst throwing chips on the floor...they smile,but i just know they are thinking 'i wish they would fuck off'!
then the tykes restless and its endless back breaking walks to keep him entertained and making waiting on staff come to a standstill whilst little lord fauntleroy parts the waves!
then i get home 9 miles away and realise we have left his bear,....ah yes,the dam bastard shagwanking bear...off i go to drive across town to retrive the filthy rag with a bears head on it.....
good times....