Check Please!

Dining out with kids these days has proven to be disastrous.  Last night was especially horrible when we went to Trio for aunt Brynnie's birthday dinner.  The moment we sat down at our table Devon and I looked at each other and through our expressions said "what are we doing here".  There we were in a restaurant filled with couples or groups enjoying expensive glasses of wine, hoping to have a relaxing dinner meanwhile Gus is hanging on his highchair, jumping on the benches, climbing under the table, squealing, and throwing his food.  Jack, on the other hand, was at the other end of the table by cousin Tate.  Jack and Tate decided tonight would be the night to scream pickle bum and all other manner of potty words across the table.  Oh, they were having a great time!  Jack and Tate were laughing so hard they had tears in their eyes which continued to fuel the fire.  We couldn't help but just laugh at the fiasco going on at our table even with the incredibly dirty looks we were receiving from the other diners.  To make matters worse, after we were finished eating our dinner we all ordered dessert.  Seriously WHAT WERE WE THINKING!  That...needless to say...was our last time eating at Trio with the kids unless of course we get the food to go and eat on the lawn outside the restaurant.  They have a statue and some tall curbing we used as a playground for the kids to burn off some energy after dinner.  CAN WE GET THE CHECK PLEASE!