
My husband and visited our favorite local Rio Grande Tex-Mex restaurant on Monday evening. It had been a very long day of traveling back from Park City, Utah and a very long weekend of being surrounded by families enjoying the slopes. Now, I'm not one of those kid haters; they were all very cute with their mini skis and fuzzy hats while they zoomed past me on the beginner's slope.
As we scoured the bar for an adult place to unwind, we quickly realized all the seats were taken and we'd have to actually get a table. Well, no sooner do we get seated and order our margaritas than the hostess sat two women and two children next to us. Wait, I need to rephrase, the women sat and the kids ran all over the place yelling and jumping like wild monkeys. I wish I were exaggerating, but as we sat there the kids, who were between the ages of 8-11, made about ten squealing trips from their table to the tortilla machine, the bathroom, other tables with kids and more. Their moms just sat there sipping margaritas and acting oblivious to the behavior. My jaw dropped, as my chair was bumped into repeatedly, and other patrons stared in disbelief.
This wasn't a one time occurrence for us. I'm starting to witness this more and more in restaurants lately. Is this just something you're numb to once you have kids? Or are kids in charge at restaurants these days? Whatever the case may be, I needed a couple of rounds of Cuervo to get through that meal!











