Never Again!!!

Never again will I go out by myself to a restaurant with Nicholas!!! And when I say by myself I mean without Ben. First of all he hasn't had a nap today. I tried to get him to lay down around 2:00 and after a few minutes of pushing, shoving and screaming, I gave up. Yes I am a loser! I don't care. I would love to be that mother that has a schedule for her kids and her household but every time I make one something is thrown in the works. It's not happening. I have to except that. Then later on I gave Nicholas a chip. Yea! He actually ate it! I give him another and he crumbles it in his hand and throws it on the floor. OK, we are done with the chips. Then about an hour later we leave to meet April, Madison and Magan at Cracker Barrell. There is temptation all around us. Toys, stuff animals, checkers laid out to be played. But no, he heads for the breakable stuff! I almost didn't catch him. But luckily for him, I did. Then after 15 minutes of a light struggle we were seated. All was well for the first 15 minutes, he played with the pegs and colored in his coloring book. Right before the food came he started throwing the pegs at the table next to us. Thank God there was no one there yet. When the food came he was very satisfied with his pancake, picking at it as usual. Our food (or what we got of our food!) was cold. Had to send everything back! We didn't have to wait to long but 5 minutes to Nicholas is an hour in kid years. We did finish dinner with no real problems just an occasional whine here and there. I can live with that. But when I got him out of his highchair all hell broke loose! He tried to run away from me and when i grabbed his arm he dropped himself to the floor. Screaming. The table next to us, that was now filled, was laughing and saying "It ain't gonna get no better when they're older!" Thanks a lot. I did proceed to tell him I was going to tell the waitress to give him a sneezer. He laughed thinking it was a joke. HAHA! If I had a chance i would have done it myself! When you see a mother struggle with her child, DO NOT LAUGH!!!! IT'S NOT FUNNY!!! After about 3 minutes of nothing but pure struggle and the breaking of sweat, April took my purse and bill and I carried the little monster to the front where a whole other can of worms were opened. While holding him with every bit of strength I had an older lady comes over and says "It will be OK sweetie, we have all been through this", laughing the whole time. Looking up noticing everyone is staring at me. A couple of them chuckling. You could tell the cashier was getting nervous. She dropped the receipt while trying to give it to me because she was in such a hurry. And the whole while this lady is telling me that I was just nervous. I AM NOT NERVOUS, I AM FIGHTING WITH A 2 YEAR OLD THAT HAS THE STRENGTH OF A PUMA! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR CONVERSATION! GO AWAY! Finally with him laying screaming and crying on the floor locked between my feet and people behind me where literally laughing at me, I signed my receipt and left. Thanks to April helping out. Without her I would have left everything there, including the kids!

OK, there is my therapy. Have a good night!