Posted on 09/19/2013 5:09:54 PM PDT by Morgana
my granddaughter acted up one time real bad in BK, I was so embarrassed, You don’t know how bad I wanted to crack her butt but I was afraid someone would call the police. So I just grabbed her arm, tightly I might add and left. I was so pissed you can’t imagine.
“Its not always about you”,...”
My son and DIL apparently use that saying with my grandson because when he’s with me and he wants something, he will always start off by saying, “I realize that it can’t always be about me, even when there’s nobody around but you and me, but...”
Sometimes gets real difficult to keep a straight face. Never used that phrase with my kids, somehow they learned early on that it was all pretty much about their dad!
I love it. I'm inspired to do the same thing from now on.
I have 4 children...all well behaved and mannerly.
I despise being around bad kids and lazy parents.
The no kid zone works for me.
Wouldn't surprise me at all.
Parents fault.
Take responsibility for and control your brats.
If you are unable then do not being the little shits in public.
Belligerent black people with a bad attitude.
It’s not that people hate children. It’s that parents don’t keep their children under control when out in public anymore. So those of us without children who simply wanted a peaceful night out are assaulted by yelling, screaming, bouncing up and down and (if in pairs) hitting each other little beasts whom the parents refuse to discipline.
I eat out a lot and see a lot of well-behaved kids who aren’t a bother at all to those around them but I see others who are just hell on wheels and usually their parents are so focused on their cell phones or adult beverages that they don’t even notice what the kids are doing around them nor do they care.
You’d be surprised. There are college courses on ‘rispek’. All to appease the perenially offended ethnic group. You remember Otis Redding’s and Aretha Franklin’s song “Respect”? There must be some history in black culture dating back a century or longer that is associated with it. I can dig that. But this ‘respect’ thing as an entire life’s philosophy is taking it beyond the absurd. On the positive side, it contributed a good verb to the English dictionary “to diss”.
#2 If they can't somewhat behave they are not ready to eat out in a restraint. There is no right IMO to destroy everyone else’s dining experience because your kids are wild.
#3 Go eat out at a McDonalds or a Chucky Cheese until they learn to sit with respect for others.
This is IMO nothing personal against this family IMO. Your children have to be at a certain level before you take them out to mingle with civilized people. Children are challenging anyway.
Letting a three year old wonder off is child services time.
Parents: Control your rugrats or someone else will.
People are afraid of being hauled up by Child Services for administering any kind of corporal punishment in public. Being too selfish to take the time with the child for a little "private visit," out of eye- and ear-shot, the parents just sit there and ignore them. The constant threat of intervention by the state is not making the parent job any easier.
Sounds like some restraint was needed here!
I took that line as an editorial comment by the “reporter”; a comment designed to gin up sympathy for the nice young family and paint the restaurant and its manager as mean. There were no quote marks.
Somebody needs to explain to Eli that respect is earned.
Parents these days think their kids can do anything and everyone just has to deal with it. I manage an apartment complex. I had to send a service tech into an apartment to work on a central air conditioner. The mother sat in the living room doing I don’t know what while her 4 year old kid kept getting in the tech’s way and taking his tools.
I sent her a letter telling her if she needed maintenance in the future she would need to keep her child under her control or remove him from the apartment while we were working.
She went on an apartment rating site and slammed our apartments and calling me a f-ck-ng c-nt.
They just moved and the apartment was totally destroyed. You know if something had happened to the kid while we were working in the apartment they would have sued.
The first time I took my son out to eat at a restaurant, he was about 6-7 months old, and just starting to eat solid food. We got him a plate of spaghetti, which he'd never had before. Pretty soon he figured out how to get one end of a noodle into his mouth and suck it in. He thought this was hilarious, and would laugh out loud and wave his hands everytime he finished one. He was making so much noise I look around to see if we were disturbing the people around us. Sure enough, they were all looking at our table. And they were all grinning.
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