Captivated

We had an early family lunch as someone was viewing our house. At 11:15am on a Sunday morning, there is no one in restaurants unless you are us. We go at that time having had no breakfast or no set time to be anywhere or finished with anything.

Inwe was busy coloring the bean on her menu. Finwe was busy being two and trying to fall off his chair. Larien turned to the television hanging over the bar. The movie playing was Jurassic Park 3, not four-year-old friendly. The particular scene of pterodactyls pecking at and carrying off the protagonists scared the squeals out of her.

Amazingly, the waitress noticed Larien burying her head under Phill's arm and changed the channel. I shouted the number of a kids' channel. SpongeBob SquarePants filled the screen. By the time our meal was delivered, the only people noticing anything outside of the TV were me and the waitress. I have proof.