Kindness. Honesty. Good manners.
The ability to make an entire restaurant explode into laughter by walking through the crowd like you didn’t do a thing.
These are qualities I want my daughters to carry on to adulthood.
Me: Oh no. Kate, you can’t bring that blanket in Cheesecake Factory.
Kate: But I’ll be so cold! Please?
Me: No. This is a nice place. No blankets. Come on.
Kate: Hold on, let me get my paws on.
Me: What?! Fine. Whatever. Blanket in Cheesecake Factory. Great. Sending this to your dad in South Florida, drinking a cocktail.
Text message to Scott:
Kate: I need to go to the bathroom. I go by myself.
Me: No, Emma needs to go with you. Are you taking that blanket? Just leave it here.
Kate: I’m cold.
Me: Wait, let me take your picture. Ok, go.
I waited at our table. I sipped my wine and looked over the menu. A waitress walked by a waiter.
Waitress: (laughing) Hey, did you see that cat?
Waiter: No, what cat?
Waitress: There’s some kid wearing a giant cat head.
Waiter: Oh. No, I didn’t see.
I closed my eyes. Why isn’t my life filmed? It’s a blanket.
Me: Ok, girls. Find what you want to eat.
Me: Mmmm…my tacos are so good.
Emma: So is my pasta.
Kate: Our waiter kinda looks like Uncle Mark.
Me: I thought that too!
Kate: I want more of that yummy bread. HEY MARK! (Snap snap)
Me: Shhhh. His name isn’t Mark. And don’t snap at people. Take off the blanket! Wait, let me take your picture again. Snap one more time.
Me: Ok, take it off.
Kate: I’m cold.
Me: Find what cheesecake you want to take home.
Waiter: And I take it you want dessert?
Me: Yes! Taking cheesecake to go. I’ll have the vanilla bean. She wants a Reese’s and she wants the fresh strawberries cheesecake. Oh! And two extra cookie dough cheesecakes. It’s for our neighbors.
Waiter: Sure…the neighbors…I get it (laughs)
The waiter walked off, laughing.
Kate: I’m want to play with your phone, mommy.
Me: Ok, here.
Emma: Hey! I want to see!
Kate: Give me the phone!
Me: Wait until Emma is done.
Kate: I want the phone! Mommy look at me! I had it first!
Me: Let Emma have the blanket then.
Waiter: Here is your cheesecake and feel free to pay whenever you are ready. Thank you and have a great night. (points at Kate, ripping the cat off Emma and placing it on her toy) She’s funny.
Me: Hm. Thanks.
The waiter walked off.
Me: Nothing. Let’s go.
Kate led us through Cheesecake Factory and walked through the center of a group of people waiting at entrance like she owned the place. Each person pointed and laughed.
Woman: Now THAT is FUNNY. I can’t tell…boy or girl?
Me: Girl. She’s mine.
Woman: She is a HOOT.
Me: She’s a cat.
What traits do you hope your children carry on to adulthood? Has your child ever embarrassed you at a restaurant? Did you take pictures to prove it? How good does South Florida sound right now?