Not as easy as we thought....

Last Friday night my mom and dad took the girls to see a movie. That left Jared and I home alone with just Milo, and we were excited! We decided to go get something to eat since we only had one easy baby to take with us to a restaurant! We settled on Los Hermonos and put our name on the waiting list. We settle in on a bench by the piano to wait for our table. We are very comfortable at this restaurant since Jared and I have been coming here since our dating days. Milo is happy and smiling at strangers. Jared and I are smiling and talking about how cute our baby we made is! It doesn't take very long for us to get seated and we sit down and put Milo in the high chair... He, of course didn't want to sit in the high chair. Finally the waitress brought out chips and salsa and we were able to distract him with dipping for a while... We order and start waiting for our food. Milo decides he is not having fun and nothing we do can make him happy, not the toys in my diaper bag or our cell phones. He then precedes to throw his bottle on the floor making the waitress jump over it while holding plates of food to miss tripping over it!! (We should have gotten up and left right then, but that is something you can only know in hindsight, *sigh!*)
I try a different approach and take him out of his chair and take him over to the water fountain, of course, he starts to throw a fit, he goes limp and won't stand up when I try to set him down and show him how cool the fountain is. He still isn't buying it... (Once again we should have gone home at this time...)
Finally, the food comes I am still holding Milo, bouncing him, trying to force his binky and bottle in his mouth to get him to quit crying. Nothing is working... At his point we start to say to each other- maybe we should go (famous last words)... While Milo is flailing his arms in a tantrum I of course get a fist in the eye... My open eye. So of course, my eye starts watering and I can't open it without it stinging and watering and I can't close it without it stinging and watering. Jared takes Milo from me so I can get a hold of my burning eye, and as Jared sits down I look up just in time to see, out of my good eye, Milo go for the straw in Jared's ice water with lemons in it... The cup starts to tip!! (Move to slow motion) I lunge, but Jared is faster and catches the glass, whew, only about half of it spills on the table but Milo's fist is still clinched on the straw and it now flicks out of the glass sprinkling lemon water in Jared's eye. Now both parents are visually impaired while ONE , 1 year old baby completely ruins their easy night out!! Luckily we recover quickly, Jared then notices that they brought him fried taqutios not baked (it really does make a difference!) At this point though we are DONE! We want to go home and rewind this experience all the way back to our decision to out!
Jared takes Milo outside while I get his baked taquitos and my food in a box... And we race out of that place just happy to be alive!

Needless to say... One is not always easier than four!!