And by the way, guess who went to a real restaurant for a 3-course dinner and whose 11-week-old baby behaved perfectly throughout the outing?
Oh yes.
The waiters looked a bit shell-shocked and kept trying to dispatch us fast (“I don’t think you’ll be interested in dessert, right?” – with a scared look at the baby) but we held firm. Especially since Klara made not a peep unlike a very fidgety 11 – year-old at another table whose voice still rings in my ears.
It was really great to dress up, go out, and feel like ourselves.
My experience with going to a restaurant with an infant or small child is similar to yours.
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