I look back fondly at the time when that is what lunch dates were like. Truthfully, I think of them longingly and wonder if there will ever be a such thing again. Two kids and a new job title of "Mom", lunch dates now are much different.
After rain canceled plans I had with a long-time friend, we had the crazy notion that a lunch date would be fun. With five children. In public. Crazy? Obviously. I blame it on my desperate need for adult conversation. Not only did we decide to go to lunch, but to go to an actual restaurant where you had to give your order to a server from an actual menu. No light up menu boards and flashy kids meal toys for us.
For having so many young children, the lunch itself went pretty well. (It may have helped that we let them run around in the questionably clean indoor playground at the mall first.) It did not, however, resemble the lunch dates from days of ol'. Get all the kids out of car seats, through the maze of tables (making sure that none are joining the first table with food), herd them into a booth and strap the little ones down- check. Pass out menus and open crayons-check. We made it in. Success. Now the fun begins. Order drinks and convince them to pick something somewhat nutritious from the menu. Get drinks passed out and not spill
Did we have lunch or run a marathon? I sat in a booth with three children between my friend and I on one side and two babies strapped into high chairs on the other. I think we had to shout to hear each other but probably didn't notice because the majority of our conversation was tending to children.
I think coming out with our sanity and all our children was a great feat. In fact I think it's worthy of a prize. Something like a lunch date. And a drink. And a babysitter.