Michael and I celebrated 9 years of marriage at a fancy restaurant named Bern's Steakhouse! The kids were well-behaved. I mean ... they did raise their voices when either said something funny but they made a valiant effort to be mini adults for 2-1/2 hours.
After dinner, We toured the kitchen and wine cellar. The finale was an ascent to the upstairs dessert room where we all indulged our sweet teeth.
Simone and Max unknowingly provided much entertainment that night.
I had ordered for Max a plate of carrot fries, which were delicious and sweet - much like sweet potato fries. Max bit one and quietly put it on my plate. After I showed him I had tried it and liked it I said to him, "MMM! Aren't these fries delicious?" He responded, "They're hopeless."
Simone and Max were talking and we caught a snippet of Max lamenting his height. "I wish I were taller because then I could reach the bookshelf."
Simone entertained us and a few fellow patrons within earshot, but at my expense. The room seemed to quiet down and she punctured the silence with this inquiry, "Mommy ... when are you going to get a job?" I explained that taking care of her and Max were my job and she seemed unphased. All she knew was that Daddy was paying for the bill. Aahhhh kids.
