Klara likes restaurants but only if we forego any attempt at placing her in a high chair or a booster seat. She wants a real chair of her own, a serious plate, a glass, and a spoon to feed herself. Once all these are provided, she will potter along happily with her food trying to transport some of it from the plate to her mouth (she’s not yet a year and a half, so it’s hit or miss) while we enjoy adult conversation.
She has this deeply offended look on her face when we offer a high chair. It’s so funny. Today at the restaurant she actually walked to an empty table, selected a chair, and dragged it to our table to show us what kind of seating arrangement is acceptable to her.