Deja vu

So I called Scott on the way home from work this evening and said, "Let's meet for dinner on the way home." Cassie was sleeping in the back and it seemed like it might actually work. Most of the time when we're out Cassie turns on the charm and we end up with people stopping by to talk to her or servers playing peek-a-boo with her. Not tonight! She was in rare form and not in the mood to be out with mommy and daddy during meal time. As she's screaming at the top of her lungs her disapproval of the entire evenings activities and throwing Cheerios on the floor, I notice out of the corner of my eye that the people sitting behind us are three college age boys and a girl eating pasta and trying not to seem bothered by our out-of-control child. And I have a flash back - Geez time goes fast. Wasn't that just me thinking, "Those parents really need to get that kid under control. There are other people trying to eat here. My kids will not act like that in a restaurant." I don't know about you, but I still kind of feel like that same college age kid inside and sometimes I can't even believe that it's me schleeping the diaper bag and high chair cover and sippy cup and snack bag with me every were I go. Sometimes it feels like an out of body experience being a mother. Do you ever feel prepared or is this how the next, well, rest of my life is going to feel like?