Cafe Rio Fiasco

We went to Cafe Rio for dinner last night.  A not uncommon event now that we finally have one close to us in Park City.  It's also one of the few restaurants we feel safe letting Barrett eat at with his nut allergy.  Anyway we picked Blythe up from her first soccer skills clinic at 5 p.m. and headed straight to Cafe Rio.  While we were in line after ordering our food, but still waiting for it to be prepared my cell phone rang.  I saw that it was my sister so I answered it.  I paid for our dinner and grabbed one tray of food while Justin grabbed the other.  Justin was ahead of me, then Barrett followed by Blythe and me.  Barrett decided to climb the soda machine.  I don't know why since Justin still had the cups on his tray.  But attempt to climb he did and he used the grate you set the cups on while you fill them to pull himself up with.  It worked at first, but then it came loose in his hand and he fell backwards onto the floor.  I was still trying to talk to my sister on my cell phone and I had my hands full with my tray with my salad on it.  So I walked right past to him to the table Justin had chosen, meanwhile telling Jess that I'd have to call her back.  Justin made it to Barrett before I did, but not before a horrified mother who was sitting close by did.  He was crying and his hair had somehow gotten wet with soda.  

Justin couldn't believe I'd walked right past Barrett.  I saw him fall and I wasn't too worried that he was hurt.  I was more mad at him for trying to climb it in the first place.  When I did go back to pick him up the first thing I said was, "That's what you get for climbing on things."  No, I will not be winning any Mother of the Year awards anytime soon.  The horrified mother was probably even more horrified when she heard me say that.  

He's developed a bad habit of climbing up on everything.  The day before we were at Costco together and there was a large ride-on Thomas the Tank Engine, which was on a shelf higher than my head.  Every time, I set Barrett down he made a beeline for Thomas and was determined to climb up so he could sit on it.  One time he actually got his head and shoulders up through a gap in the shelf before I caught up with him.  He also has been climbing up to reach where we hang our car keys.  He pulls himself up by grabbing the faucet to my laundry room sink.  I swear he's going to pull it out one of these days.  I cannot figure out how to keep him from doing it.  

But back to Cafe Rio, we got Barrett to our table where he promptly pulled off one of his shoes and socks and said that his foot hurt.  He cried for a few minutes and well within 10 minutes later he was laughing and happy again.  I'm hoping that he got scared and hurt just enough that he won't try it again.  Oh, and as Justin finally let me know when we were halfway through dinner I'd left my credit card with the cashier and hadn't signed the credit card slip either because I was on my cell phone at the time.  I was totally clueless.  That's a living testament to why you shouldn't talk on the phone and drive at the same time.  I'm going to try to be better about that.  I also won't be answering my phone at Cafe Rio anymore!