Years gone, I was in a restaurant with my sister-in-law and her son - if I recall, he was three or four, certainly not much older. Normally a delightful child, he took this occasion to act like a Satanic pube.
His mum didn't yell, didn't 'belt him one'. She took him by the hand and led him outside (I stayed put - takes more than a yelling kid to put me off my grub). I saw them come back in and stop at each of the few tables that were occupied. At each one, my nephew - sniffling a bit - told the people seated, 'I'm very sorry for being bad.'
When they got back to our table, I asked his mum what caused the change and she said, 'I told him that when he could ACT like big people, I'd let him EAT with big people.'
I don't object to kids in restaurants as much as I object to parents who bring ill-behaved children to restaurants and don't take steps to correct them.
Boru
His mum didn't yell, didn't 'belt him one'. She took him by the hand and led him outside (I stayed put - takes more than a yelling kid to put me off my grub). I saw them come back in and stop at each of the few tables that were occupied. At each one, my nephew - sniffling a bit - told the people seated, 'I'm very sorry for being bad.'
When they got back to our table, I asked his mum what caused the change and she said, 'I told him that when he could ACT like big people, I'd let him EAT with big people.'
I don't object to kids in restaurants as much as I object to parents who bring ill-behaved children to restaurants and don't take steps to correct them.
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
