I took time this afternoon while Rusty was napping to braid my hair up, and I even put on a dress! At 4:30, we were ready and loaded into the car. We were hoping to be at L's house by 5, and half an hour has always been more than enough time for me to get there before, even with the fact that I have to go over the bridge. Thirty minutes later where were we? We were not even what is normally a ten minute drive from our house. Traffic was crazy! We wondered if we should cancel, but decided to try a different route. We took the "wrap around," usually a sure fire trick for beating traffic but to no avail. It was backed up past the turn off for the wrap around! By this time it was now 5:15 and we were still stuck in our own town! We knew that we wouldn't be making it to L's house any time before 7 p.m. Rusty was already screaming in the car, he was tired of being in the car seat and it was also getting close to his dinner time. He was running on less sleep than usual as well since we had been up at the cottage the day before and arrived home late. We knew we had to make a choice, and sadly, we had to cancel our plans.
We could have gone home, but decided to make the best of it. I love Thai food, and Kev suggested that we go to the local Thai restaurant that I love, Rusty now in tow. We made our way there and got right in, only to have Rusty decide that it would be a good time to scream, and scream, and scream. We have NEVER experienced this with him before in a restaurant! We were so embarassed! I was feeding him his mango and banana as fast as I could but he kept screeching for more. Another couple came in to the restaurant and the host went to seat them next to us and she looked at Rusty and said, "Maybe we could sit over there?" while pointing across the restaurant. Kev looked at her, shook his head, and said, "I'm so sorry! I would too, I don't blame you!" Meanwhile, we prayed that our food would come quickly and rationed out the few Cheerios we had, hoping to stop the screeching.
The food finally came, and after wolfing it down, we decided to head to our favorite park. We figured Rusty would be up for a swing, but once we got there he just cried when we put him in the swing! This has never happened! At this point we could only laugh at the situation! We had to! What else can you do? We did manage to salvage the night a bit, and just enjoyed the sea air and green grass. It's such a beautiful place that we were happy no matter what!
Rusty and I even took the opportunity to chase down some geese! HIssss! 
The night ended with a visit to one of my favorite places, Marble Stone Creamery! It wasn't such a bust after all! Thanks honey!
We had that screaming baby experience once at the Olive Garden. I ended up waiting for my food in the bathroom with Nate. Came out to wolf some of it down (with him screaming of course) and then waited in the bathroom again for Colin to finish. The Colin took him to the car and I finished the rest.
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Everyone has those restaurant experiences. I remember feeling really embarrassed when it was just Reesa, but since having two, I sort of think, "hey people, we're trying to deal with getting two kids and ourselves fed here, and the kids are tired and starving, and so are we. I think you can handle a little noise." :) That, or we just ask to be seated in the furthest corner of the restaurant. Aaaah, kids!
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