10/28/2026
Our dinners out come with crayons.
A kids' cup with race cars on it. A coloring page that's about to become a masterpiece. A baby asleep in the car seat like she's heard it all before.
Two kids at the table is just how we eat out. We time the nap, pack the bag, and hope the coloring page lasts until the food arrives.
It's loud, messy, and exactly what I want a Friday night to be.
The best moments aren't big. They're a full table, a drawing only the artist understands, and a family that showed up together.