Oh, Chick Fil A

The other day after our trip to the park I got the idea to go the Chick Fil A for lunch.  I was with a friend who has a two year old as well and she graciously agreed.  (Mind you this is the first trip I have taken both kiddos on besides going to the doctor and park.)

We are all in the parking lot getting the kiddos out of the car and we all hold hands.  Me with the baby carrier, then Kensleigh, her friend, and his mom.  It was cute, the two little ones holding hands, walking side by side.  We walked in and everyone in there stopped, looked at us and smiled.  Then a nice young man who worked there came up to us, greeted us, and said hey to the tots.  Very nice you think, but when he said hey to Kensleigh the screaming tears broke out.  (She does not like when people get in her face.)  I mean you would have thought he was trying to kidnap her, her cries were so loud.  Her little friend cried out too because Kensleigh had let go of his hand.  She wanted me to pick her up and then within another second Mikah decides to chime in.  So there we were all cute and happy and not two seconds later all in tears. I mean I wanted to cry because both of mine were crying.  My mind goes into panic mode, I mean I felt like I had a red arrow above my head flashing crazy just had a baby hormones over here.

Needless to say all the staff was extra nice and when all was calm we had a great time.  The little ones got to play and me and my friend got to chat for a bit.  In the moment I wanted to hide under a table, but now that I look back on it, it makes me laugh.  Babies will cry and two years will be two years...