Rules of entertainment

After a month of devoting most of my waking hours for the kids, I am back at the workplace and having some time to myself. And some time to blog, twitter, surf, read etc.
This weekend was busier than most others we have had after the kids came. We decided to give Mira her non-veg dues and took her out to the new Mcdonalds in the neighbourhood. (As usual, we told the kid who was left behind at home that we were going to the doctor.) But it was too packed for our liking, nor did they have anything other than burgers and french fries. So Mira had a her pound of chicken leg at another joint, and an icecream she couldnt finish in another.
Ash got his time out with us when we went to buy a gift for a wedding we were to attend the next day.
Since outings without an eat-out is no great fun, we have been doing more of family visits where we warn the host family in advance that they dont serve anything other than a glass of water. But our hosts on Saturday night decide to break the rules and give us dinner. It felt great to have some bread and chicken at last, while Ash had a plate of jeera rice and dal curry away from the dining table. Not that we can fool him. But he has learnt to contain his urge for good food for the sake of his health.
On Sunday, we left both kids behind to attend a Muslim wedding (for the first time in my life). The rites went over my head (with the groom and the men in the first floor and the bride and the ladies in the 2nd floor of the marriage hall) but the feast was smashing.
The evening went in visiting a couple of families in the colony, and then playing host to a cousin. Dinner and bedtime was delayed as a result.