We decided to go to a smart Italian for lunch, however the 18 month old decided to scream as loud as he could and for as long as he could before lobbing a heavy olive dish at his brother, which bounced off him and smashed his spaghetti plate. There then followed a mele of crying and screaming accompanied by bottles of fizzy water being knocked over and into the remaining food. We skipped pudding and the staff were remarkably calm.
Finished up with takeaway pancakes from the American diner to stem the tears. (The kids were crying a bit too)
Kids
S x
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