Dinner out

So Friday Steve decided to have a date night with Presley, but before they left they were nice enough to invite us to a quick dinner at Applebees. A quick dinner is about an hour, that is about the maximum amount of time we have to occupy the kids, feed them and NOT have the neighboring customers complain about it. The people in the booth behind us had 3 kids, about the ages of 4, 2, and 6 months. They were good, they sat still, they ate and we never heard a peep from them.....our hour consisted of running once thru the restaurant after Piper, two bathrooms trips with Presley, occupying Piper with crayons, then goldfish crackers.....then her trying to eat goldfish with a fork (which does NOT work, but kept her busy for a good 5 minutes). We brought out the cell phone to watch Baby McDonald on Youtube, we gave her the pacifer, she stood up reaching for the food at the table behind us (sorry parents of the good kids, my baby wants to distract your perfectly behaved kids, please give her a piece of that chicken strip so we can keep her from screaming!) we only had one high-pitched scream which captured the attention of everyone around us and we only had to chug our drinks and shovel in our food to get out in a managable amount of time

This is typical, this is not relaxing, this is hardly worth the yummy food.....but I really like food so we'll keep torturing ourselves in hopes that eventually this will get easier and more fun!