Screamin’ Brats & Cappuccino
This NY Times article made me want to dole out some spankings.
The author describes the children who run riot in cafes and restaurants and the parents who get offended when proprietors and patrons complain or set limits.
She sums up it up as “another skirmish between the childless and the child-centered, a culture clash increasingly common in restaurants and other public spaces as a new generation of busy, older, well-off parents ferry little ones with them.”
I’d argue that it’s not really about the kids. And it’s definitely not about the age of the parents. It’s about entitlement - that gross, graceless approach to shared public spaces. This is no different than the lady who loudly yammers on her cell phone while waiting in line or the guy who parks his penis-extension car diagonally across two parking spaces.
My kid is loud and rowdy in restaurants and cafes. It’s a combination of his age and temperament, among other things. I know that his behavior probably lowers the enjoyment level of diners at nearby tables, so we rarely eat out. If we do, we go to loud-ass family-friendly places. I don't feel bad about this.
I regret the divide that forms between people with kids and people without. Many parents don’t care about the polarization, but I do. A little thoughtfulness on both sides can go a long way toward mitigating this rift.
I have choices: I don’t need to force strangers to accommodate my child’s wild antics all the time. It’s unnecessary. (Well, except on airplanes…)
Spanks to the crazy parents who threatened lawsuits when a restaurant wanted to designate a “family friendly” area!