Tonight we went to dinner with out friends and neighbors, Nan and Trey. We have clearly become too frequent of customers, because the wait staff was making comments to Nan about how big Sterling has gotten lately. Yes, we really like this restaurant. We lovingly refer to it as “the kid friendly restaurant” because of its available highchairs, pack-n-plays and indoor playground. It’s a parents dream come true! I brought along the kids training chopsticks they received in their stockings this year. Ella has been very interested in learning to use chopsticks lately, so I knew she’s love them. She made a mess, but she did manage to feed herself a few bites with them. I think my kids may be the only caucasian American kids heading off to preschool with chopsticks and seaweed in their lunch boxes! Nan was telling me a story about the summer her young niece came to stay with them in the states. Nan enrolled her niece in a local community center’s summer day camp program. On the first day of the program, her sister (the child’s mother) called to ask if the little girl was ready for camp and to make sure Nan had remembered to pack a lunch for the child. Nan told her not to worry, she’d made her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to take, for which the sister scoffed. She declared a sandwich was not a decent lunch, and insisted Nan make some kim bap or other traditional Korean lunch food for her to take. Luckily for the niece, Nan held her ground. Now I’m afraid my kids are going to expect kim bap in their lunch boxes! They absolutely turn their noses up a peanut butter and jelly…. I’ve tried, I really have.
There’s that precious little tongue again. I love when this little boy is deep in concentration and that little tongue pokes out from between pursed lips. You can almost hear the wheels in his brain turning!
How to close the chopsticks, he’s got down. How to open them and catch a bite to eat? Not so much. Sterling worked tirelessly to figure out his chopsticks.
And after behaving so nicely through dinner, they are rewarded with a trip to the indoor playground. I should clarify, behaving “nicely” at this age means no throwing food off the highchair, no tantrums or whiney outbursts, the adults all got to enjoy some adult conversation, they ate the food they were given, and they lasted about 45 min. Yes, dining with a toddler isn’t perfect, but these two were pretty darn good tonight.
This may be the very reason why Michael is such an incredible father to his kids. He’s now getting the opportunity to relive his youth through his kids. He’s such a nut! He actually climbed up into the play gym, and worked his way through the little tubes to slide down the slide with Ella. Seriously, he’s a crazy Daddy!
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