The story that started the blog... Chef's House

The Chef's house experience... because it was this story that I was telling Gma about that made me decide to start the blog. She said... you really need a way to publish this! and thus the blog was born. We decided one sunday that Mommy needed to get out of the house. I'd say about a week ago. Sophie had just started taking bottles- the playtex bottles. If you've used these, you know that they can sometimes be a pain because if you push too hard, the drop in's explode. Well... we finally get sophie to sleep and shes asleep on the way over. Walk into the restaurant/diner and Jack starts whining. Not a good start as the whole restaurant turns to look at us. We are on our way to the table and I bump Sophies chair, so she wakes and begins crying. Thankfully, there is another newborn in the restaurant. I can tell by the tell tale newborn cry. Couldn't see the baby though. The parents exchange us a knowing look. Daddy readies Sophies bottle, and it explodes on the table. Bmilk everywhere. Hot sticky mess. He is able to salvage just enough in the nipple to let her have a few sips, and back to bed she goes. Do you want to leave? Nope, just order he says. I glance at the menu and order the first thing I see, no time to think. Jack is starving. We find some stale cheerios in my diaper bag to hold him off. And breakfast comes and Jack devours. We scarf to get the hell out of there before either kid cries. Jack has made a serious mess on the floor. We stress that Sophie will wake. But .... We made it. Our first "sit down" meal with two kids. And thus... the dilemas of everyday life that seem so interesting and challenging to us. Hope you find our little every day challenges as entertaining as we do.