Going Out to Eat is Getting Harder: Olive Garden Edition

We thought it was a good idea to take the kids to Olive Garden one night because we didn't feel like cooking.  What we didn't realize is that the kids were not able to handle being in public on that very night.  

The first problem was getting Charlotte into her high chair.  She SCREAMED bloody murder in this quiet little area of the restaurant. I finally got her to sit down and strapped her in with the entire room watching in anticipation of whether we were going to ruin their night.  I was only sweating a little. Then Tommy started throwing a fit about who knows what.  It was looking to be an awful night.

 Everything was much better once the food came.  Spaghetti city!! What a mess!

But what's more fun than noodles and red sauce?? 

What's exciting is that Tommy can even have the breadsticks.  He was a little suspicious at first but then he scarfed it down. 

You can see in that picture that Tommy had his Captain America shield sitting on the table.  As we were leaving, a young waiter came running out after us yelling, "HEY! HEY! You forgot your shield!"  He was in a total panic.  It was kind of awesome.  Tommy left his shield on the table.  I totally missed it when I was doing my last minute sweep to see if we forgot anything. Ugh.  That would have been disastrous as Tommy sleeps with that shield in his bed! So the waiter that came running after us finally caught up to us to give us the shield.  He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That would have been bad!!" I think he is also a Captain America fan.  Love it. 

Phew.  That turned out to be a much better night than it originally started out.