Child Abuse....

Last night we went out to dinner with my parents (who were in town for Easter) at the local Japanese Steakhouse. Quinn was having one of her 'terrible two' days and was in a mood. She refused to eat dinner and only wanted to chew on the rubber band on her chop sticks. After several warnings of taking her chop sticks away if she didn't stop they went into her mouth one too many times. They got taken away and the high pierced screaming started. I didn't want to be 'that parent' who ruins dinner for everyone in the restaurant by ignoring the screaming child. I was pretty much done with my dinner and so I told her that if she didn't stop screaming we were going to spend the rest of dinner outside. The screaming continued and so I picked her up and started walking outside. Right in the middle of the restaurant at the top of her lungs my darling, precious daughter screamed "Mommy, please don't leave me in the car!!!" The whole restaurant turned and stared and there were a couple of laughs but I am pretty sure there were a couple of people about ready to call DFACS on me.