Yes it is us. The toddler and I.
I love restaurants and the service for little children. That isn’t sarcasm by the way. It really is. It’s hard eating out with toddlers so it’s great how the service and attention to children has really changed over the years. Actually, how the heck would I know what it was like a few years back. I didn’t have a child then. But I’m pretty sure it’s gotten better over time.
Take for instance all your colouring and activity sheets for kids. I’m sure that’s not that old. Its really therapeutic and I let Little Z have a go too. Just on his half mind. Plus I have to ration the colours so he doesn’t launch them into the plate of a neighbouring table.
I know I probably shouldn’t but I will still ask for a high chair. This is mainly out of a secret hope that they’ll be big enough to trap him for a while. So he doesn’t dart off and run for freedom mid starter. If I’m lucky you have the biggish ones but the crafty little thing can climb out of them very easily and doesn’t hesitate in rocking side to side if it means a quick escape. Any chance you could invest in toddler sized ones? I mean, a non frazzled looking mummy that is willing to come back in future must equal “investment”, right?
I love your menus too as does Little Z, particularly the pasta and noodles. And pizza. It would be great if you had little portions of the adult menu but I know you have to go with the popular choices and luckily there’s usually something he’ll have a nibble of. If he does go for the noodles then you’ll usually find me on the floor later trying to wipe the mess up quickly. I can’t help it. With him loving to mess around with chopsticks it can look like a mini earthquake has hit. Inevitably we usually end up taking his mini meal home as he’s always had around 4 bites. But still.
I have a bit of a problem with some toddler drinks menus though. There’s one particular branded drink that features on a lot of menus. It may as well be labelled “Gummy berry juice” (you remember the cartoon from the 80s?). If you don’t you need to watch Little Z after he’s had one. He is literally bouncing off the walls for hours. It took me a few times to realise what it was but I prefer plain water or apple juice now. But not in a flimsy plastic cup. He gets all excited and squeezes it like a small Arnie. I have to gulp a massive amount down myself before giving it him so that he doesn’t spill it everywhere and I don’t even like apple juice. Or gummy berry juice. Not that it makes me bounce off the walls. I think.
And you know those sweets that you give at the end of the meal. I love those. But these days I try to swipe them quicker than lightning. I’m honestly not deprived or greedy, I just don’t want Little Z to see them, especially the ones that look like slices of rock. You know what would be awesome? If you slipped them to me like you see people slipping a fiver to someone. All slick and discrete. Then you get to give me the sweets, no toddler finds out and I get to munch them in secret later. Win win!
So thank you. From us. The toddler and I. We’ll be back next time. Hopefully he’ll eat a bit more then!