Reality

Walking out of the restaurant tonight...

We got to the car and I realized Camryn still had her fork.
Me - "Camryn, you have a fork from the restaurant. What did you bring that for?"
C - "I'm saving it to use it for breakfast tomorrow."
Me - "Oh - well we want to leave the fork at the restaurant because it's theirs, and we have enough forks at home that we can use."
C "But mom!! All of our forks are dirty!"

Never had a child stealing silverware from restaurants because she didn't have enough clean ones at home. (At least I did the dishes before we left for the restaurant.)

And if that wasn't bad enough, later that night as Deacon was having a before-bed snack, he cleared his plate and fork (not paper or plastic) and dumped them right in the garbage can. Used to having paper goods I guess. Now I know where all of our forks are going. :)