Yesterday was John's birthday. Porgie was in an exceptionally good mood, so we decided to go over to Philadelphia for dinner.
We bundled Porgie up and drove to the city. We headed into china town, to this great little vegan restaurant. When we finally got there, we could not find a damn parking spot. We drove around in circles for at least 20 minutes. FINALLY, we found a spot only a few blocks from the restraurant.
It was cold, so we quickly walked to the restaurant. After being seated, I put Porgie in the highchair. She started screaming VERY LOUDLY. I quickly reached in the diaper bag and gave her a snack. She calmed down, and we were able to order our food.
As soon as Porgie finished her snack, she started crying again. I assumed that she was hungry, so I started feeding her some carrots. She kept turning her head and slapping at the spoon. The screaming continued. After Porgie managed to get carrots all over the table cloth, I decided to stop feeding her. Instead, I gave her another snack, which she promptly threw on the floor.
I started to feel panicky. Porgie was being so rude and loud. The other patrons were beginning to stare and roll their eyes. I was desperately trying to appease Porgie with various toys, but she kept tossing everything on the floor and crying.
John got her out of the highchair, but she continued squirming and complaining. When our appetizers arrived, he placed her back in the chair. Once again, she started flailing around and whining.
By this time, our evening out was already ruined. John asked for boxes and we got the hell out of the restaurant. Even on the way back to the car, Porgie was fussing. The twenty minute drive home was awful too. She cried almost the entire time.
When we finally got home, I put her down on the floor with some toys. She played and laughed and cooed for the next hour.
I guess Porgie just wasn't in the mood for Chinese food.
P.S. Porgie started swim classes at the YMCA last Saturday. I'll post pictures tomorrow!
5 comments:
UGH! We have yet to experience the "have to leave the restaurant" cry. We *have* had to take turns eating, so the other parent could walk her around. But now she's really good when we go out to eat.
Cat,
This was the first time Porgie ever screamed and cried in a restaurant. She is usually extremely good in public. I was so embarrassed and also pissed for driving into the city. It was a big waste of time.
Oh, don't you just love the weird, random temper tantrums??? No rhyme or reason.
Baby E is really mellow, but as she gets older, she has started...asserting herself. She likes to throw a fit when I get her dressed now. Meh.
Funny how they keep us guessing! I hope that the food still tasted good at home! I cant wait to see pics from swimming. Sounds like fun!
Aww, babies are weird. We have only recently gone out to eat as a family, and only twice, because of my husband's deep fear of that exact kind of thing happening.Well, that and we hardly ever eat out anyway. But Baby is usually pretty good in public, too. Distracted, entertained. But they certainly have minds of their own!
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