Enjoy it while you can

At the weekend the Boyfriend and I did what we normally do. We got up late, read papers, had a brunchy type meal to help the hangover and then went for a walk. Due to a sudden torrential downpour we had to take shelter in a nearby pub (the recently re-furbished Frog in Clapham Old town - v. nice and recommend it).

We sat down with drinks and felt really cosy (despite it being August) watching the rain pour.

And then.... enter family stage left.

A yummy mummy (chanel sunnies, sass and bide skinnnies and a Velvet vest top, complete with Louboutins) came in with two little boys. Being hopeless at guessing the age of anyone, let alone two small people, I can only surmise that one could only just walk, while the elder could walk, talk and throw things.

In she came, and whipped them both into high chairs. While she rooted about in her bag the older one started eating the napkin and stabbing another napkin with a fork. The younger started banging his knife on the table and shouting "wah wah wah". Mummy then gave them both some toy cars; the younger hurled them to the floor, while the older continued to eat the napkin.

They both were given juice cartons, which excited the younger SO much that he drank it all in one and promptly vomited Ribena all over himself and the floor. By this point Daddy had turned up.

Eventually their food arrived. The older one was more interested in the ketchup than the chips. He dipped his finger in the pot and quickly licked it off, keeping his eyes on his father constantly. Just as he was pulling his finger out of the ketchup and propelling it mouthwards his father turned, saw what was happening and said very sternly "DON'T YOU DARE PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH". His son's response.... to quickly suck the ketchup off anyway.

By this point the Boyfriend and I were quite literally in hysterics. Which I'm sure did not help in the slightest. Luckily the parents too had a sense of humour. The father looked over at us, smiled and said "you just wait. Enjoy it while you can".

Playing witness to this hilarious epsiode brightened our otherwise selfish and childless weekend. But as we walked back home it suddenly dawned on me that when you have children EVERY MEAL, EVERY DAY would be like that. And it then seemed much less entertaining.

I'm not sure that motherhood is beckoning quite yet.