What a lovely Fall Saturday we had. We raked leaves into garbage bags shaped like jack-o-lanterns, we carved our own jack-o-lantern, we made a fall craft and we walked downtown to see the scarecrows. Back in the day, a pizza dinner out would have topped the day off perfectly. And oh how I hoped it might tonight. Nothing went wrong per se, but eating out with children can be just so exhausting. Even though I have two kids, I think I am an amateur when it comes to dining out with kids. I seem to never remember to bring something for them to do while we wait for our food. Sometimes I forget to order food for the kids. I’ve actually been out to eat twice in the past 8 days and both times someone had to remind me to put in an order for the little ones. What is my problem? I am so used to my older child not eating anything that I forget that the younger one eats like a horse. For instance, tonight the 21 month old ate two slices of pizza and the 4 year old ate one bite of pizza – no lie. But she didn’t complain of being hungry before bed and she doesn’t usually wake up hungry.