Well, we’re here. The last day of school.  My oldest son, Joey has officially finished Kindergarten!  This comes with mixed emotions.  On the one hand I can turn off the alarm.  There will be no more hurrying to shower and make myself look like a functional member of society presentable for running kids to school.  I won’t have to battle Joey to get out of bed every single school day.  No more packing lunches, volunteering at school, field trips, school germs, or all the other fun stuff I ran around and did this year.  There’s a simple, sweet relief in knowing all that is coming to a temporary end.

To celebrate the official start of summer my husband and I took all three kids out to eat rather than order in or going through a drive thru somewhere.  As we unloaded the kids at the restaurant my husband told me to “relax” and that they’d be “fine.”  He must have seen the concerned look in my eyes or noticed my scrunched brow.  We rarely take the three of them out with the two of us to eat in a sit down restaurant.  We’re out numbered.  We’re sometimes outsmarted. We have yet to come up with a full proof defense against the offense they’re running.  They also think they won’t be reprimanded in public.  They’re correct to a certain degree.

So as we sat down at our table, I silently prayed for the best but expected the worst.  My husband was positioned next to the easiest of the three, Joey, the Kindergarten graduate.  My side of the booth was with Jake and Cecilia.  In the forty minutes we were there:

• Cecilia freaked out when the boys cups and straws arrived.  She threw her sippy cup to the floor, tossed her place mat and yelled “Noooooo!” no less than 10 times
• Joey leaned forward opened his mouth an belched like a pig across the table at his siblings. Jake positioned for a retaliation burp, but I managed to silence it with my eyes.
• Jake couldn’t stay above the table.  He said he was hiding from a T-Rex. I didn’t see any.
• Cecilia yelled, “I pooped, Mama!” a handful of times, not because she had in fact pooped, but because her brothers laugh uncontrollably when she says it.
• All three kids filled up primarily on the complimentary bread
• Cecilia was rocking her booster seat and simultaneously going limp so I let her walk around while we waited for our food. This consisted of me trying to quietly hold her hand and her yelling at me, laying on the floor, and then dancing around several occupied tables.
• Jake dropped his napkin but wiped his hands on the blinds next to our booth instead
• Joey had a napkin but opted for his pants instead
• Cecilia ate a bite of her napkin and screamed as I handed the waiter her plate with only crumbs left on it. She did manage, as he took out check, say “Pizza good. Sank you”
• Joey said waved and said goodbye to all the tables we passed on the way out
• As I walked out behind Joey, holding Cecilia, she pulled my shirt down showing off a ton of cleavage and some of my bra and yelled, “Yo Gabba Gabba!”  Several people laughed out loud as I just continued walking with her on one side and the leftovers in the other hand helpless to stop it

At least that will be out last trip to a sit down restaurant for a while.  My husband and I laughed through most of the meal, and at one point he said, “This is nothing like eating lunch with my coworkers.”  Um. Yeah.

Shortly after we returned home Joey used the bathroom and got clever when he ran out of toilet paper.  Instead of calling for assistance he used 16 Kleenex Hand Towels.  Guess what didn’t flush?

So my kids managed to embarrass me in public and I got to clean up toilet water/poopy paper towels all within the first four hours of summer break.

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