Luckily for me the table beside us had a kid who was a hellion. I love when that happens because it makes my kids seem like angels. Rhys just used the walls as drums for his fork, jumped up and down on the bench and almost spilled his drink a dozen times. He didn't have a meltdown, he didn't scream, and he didn't hit me the way that little monster beside us did.
I have to admit I felt a big smug knowing that they were sitting there embarrassed and jealous of that my little imp was being so good. At one point Rhys asked why the little boy was crying and I told him that sometimes people are just sad. He looked at me and just kinda nodded.
We finished our meal, paid our bill and went on our way. As we left the boy was screaming that he wasn't allowed to go into the treasure box. I just smiled.
Let me be entirely honest. Andrea and I have taken the boys out for dinner on more than one occasion and it hasn't gone terribly well. Declan has thrown up more than once, meltdowns have been had and we have sworn more than once that we will never go out to dinner with them again. Like I said, I was very brave the other day!
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