My dad's birthday was this weekend and we decided that the family would meet for a early dinner to celebrate the event. We choose to meet at Swiss Chalet as it was close to everyone, cheap and willing to serve us at 4pm.
We all ended up meeting in the parking lot. My brother and his family which includes a 2 year old, a 5 year old, and a 7 month pregnant wife. My family which includes a 5 month pregnant mom, a 2 year old, a hubby and a sister. My parents were already in the restaurant and eagerly waiting our arrival.
We walked in together; the kids all holding hands with my sister, SIL and I waddling and the men carrying all the gear. I noticed the faces of those we passed as if to say, "that lot are breading machines, I hope they don't sit here".
We made it to our table and got the kids all sorted and we took our spots. Still several tables of seniors staring in our general direction...clearly over whelmed by our presence. We had four tables pushed together leaving a large gap between our table and the people next to us. That table had a young couple with a baby and another couple trying to eat while their baby is fussing. My hubby leans over and blurts out (he is incredibly loud to being with) stop with the one and then displays the with his hands gliding over our table, what their lives could become if they don't.
We order our drinks and food and the remaining tables around us start filling up. Just before our meal arrives my 5 year old niece proclaims that she needs to pee and everyone on the bench down from her has to stand up to let her out this includes my hubby. He lets my niece and my sister out and they return 5 short minutes later. My hubby stands up again and this time takes a few steps forward and cracks his head off the light hang where a table once sat. My husband grabs his head and at 4:30 in a family restaurant littered with small children and seniors yells out Mother fucker! That's right a giant mofo right there in front of everyone. The restaurant was silent until I tore a piece off of my dear hubby.
me: seriously, what are you thinking?
me: mofo babe, really surrounded by young children of our own and others....mofo did you really just say that?
him: I cracked my head sorry, beside it's Milton have you looked around.....Gooood!
In fact I had looked around, especially at the woman sitting at the table behind us with three boys under the age of 7. Three boys whom my hubby had just become a legend to. Her face was that of a church going, good by seriously sheltered woman. I could see that she had never heard that expression used live. I guess it was an educational experience for her whole table.
happy birthday dad...how proud are you!