On D's last day of kindergarten, the hubby and I decided it would be fun to take him out to lunch since they were done at noon. We did it again for first grade and now it has become our little family tradition to take the kiddos out to lunch on the last day of school.
D decided yesterday that he wanted to go to a yummy local pizza chain and we thought: great! We did kind of steer him in that direction. Anyway, today being a Wednesday was also my errand day. I needed to run to Target and our new Super 1 grocery store to pick up a few things. So target was up first after dropping at off at school, then Super 1 and then a quick trip home to unload before picking D up.
I do have to say that the shopping trips were very smooth and uneventful today. That should've been my first sign. The babies fell asleep in the car on the way to run things home, so I left them sleeping in their car seats as I unloaded and made sure we had everything we'd need for our lunch adventure.
About the time we arrive at D's school the babies are both awake and a little grumpy. So at this point they've probably had about a 30-45 minute nap. I figure today is a special day so I unload everyone from the car, babies get to hang out in their stroller for a little bit so they can see some of the other kiddos. Two other moms, who are great friends of mine are there too, and in total we have 12 kiddos. Yep, you read that right: 12, but they are 12 great kids!
It's the usual chaos, but it's also a chance to sneak in a little mom conversation too. Today only one poor kiddo got hurt, could always be much worse and has in the past.
We load back up and head to lunch to meet that the hubby. He's a few minutes behind me so I grab a twin in each arm, make sure the older two are with me and safe and in we go.
Look how happy we are. Yeah, it was only for pictures and then it all goes downhill from there. Breadsticks ordered for the babies who are sitting in highchairs at the end of our booth which isn't quite wide enough to accommodate the two. Then starts the sippy cup throwing, crayon eating, food dropping, screeching adventure called lunch. I'm sure we were getting lots of looks but by now I don't even notice them any more. H decided to screech and throw a massive fit because he wanted food, and then when the food arrived it was hot so then he didn't want anymore food so he screeched about that. Finally I grabbed him out of the highchair. As you mothers out there who have spent a meal out with a 16 month old toddler on your lap well know, it was not a walk in the park. I spent lunch dodging head thrusts, sippy cups and food as I tried to sneak some of my food in.
Somehow we survived. And once again vow that this isn't going to happen again for a long time. At least until we forget how miserable it was the last time.
Time for a nap. For everyone.
Until next time!
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