5 THINGS EVERY GRANDMOTHER SHOULD HAVE IN HER HANDBAG
We recently became THAT family, you know, the ones that make you groan. You’re sitting there at a table for two, about to order from some lovely menu; maybe have a few wines and some quiet conversation. And then THAT family walks in. There are lots of them (in our case 11) and include children of an age you know will not sit quietly and let you eat peacefully. Even the process of them choosing seats and setting up their kids is putting your teeth on edge as you see the intimate peacefulness of your night disintegrate.
I did feel bad for the other customers but it was also good being on the other side as I’m hoping it gives me more understanding and tolerance the next time THAT family invades the space I’m in.
The occasion was hubby’s birthday and we decided we wanted to spend it with our family. Winter in the mountains is pretty chilly so a barbeque was out. Hosting at home presented space issues as we’d have to stay indoors. Due to everyone’s work commitments, we had to book the second sitting (8.15 pm) at one of our favourite local restaurants. I knew it was late for the Goddesses –at 2, 3 and 4 years old they are usually in bed by then. But I figured we rarely did this sort of thing so we’d risk it.
They were wonderful! They have never been brought up to be seen and not heard so yes, they did laugh and chat and even got off their chairs several times (we kind of had them corralled between some of us adults and the wall so they couldn’t reach the other tables). I may be biased (well, that’s a certainty) but I truly believe they did us proud.