That Child

I now have that child.

That child that everyone has seen at restaurants pitching a fit before the food even arrives.
That child who begs for food from others.
That child who starts pitching another fit as soon as she is done with her food.
That child who I decide to let down and run around at a restaurant so that the fit mentioned above will stop.
That child who runs around the restaurant bothering others who either embrace it or look at me with the most aggrevated look.
That child who tries to run behind the counter, into the kitchen, etc.
And that is why I choose to take her to "family friendly" restaurants and not white tablecloth establishments:)
But, I love that child....and it seems as though she will occasionally make a stanger's day when she runs up to them in the middle of their lunch or during their workshift and just smiles.
It is just so much fun being one!