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My wife, kids, and myself went to Chick-Fil-A tonight. Wonderful place to eat, and they even have a play area for the kids now. One entrance in and out, which to me, makes it safe from sickos who are out to prey on our children.
In any case, what got me were at least three different families who were there. One, where the parents, grandparents, and the kids themselves were obese and eating more than I could in one sitting. One kid, a boy who looked to be about six, literally knocked my son over to get to the play area, and kept coming back for ice cream, lollipops, more ice cream, more chicken, more waffle fries, etc. Each time he came back for more food, he was running back and nearly knocking aside anyone who got in his way, like there was no tomorrow.
Then, the second family had a boy and a girl, looking to be about four and five. Each time each kid would come down the slide, they would go up to the glass and literally slam on it with both hands, palms out. At one point, I thought the glass would break. Oh, and off to the side was their mom with this huge "Awww, that is so cute!" look on her face because her kids were close to defacing company property.
And finally, there was a family with two girls, looking to be about four and maybe seven. The seven year old would go out for a few minutes, then come back and said, "Daddy! I want my ice cream now! Didn't you hear me before?" Afterward, she went back out, played some more, then came back again and said, "Daddy! I said I want my ice cream! Why aren't you getting it?" Thankfully, the mother told her "Because you're being rude and not politely asking!" What struck me next was this girl, along with her younger sister, then went out of the restaurant because she was mad at her mom. Dad went out, grabbed them, and told them there would be no ice cream for doing that. It was good to know these parents don't exactly give in, although I think I might have smacked her had she been my daughter talking to me like that.
My kids? Well, I know we don't like to admit our kids could misbehave, but they didn't. They know my wife and I won't tolerate any of this behavior, especially in public.
In any case, what got me were at least three different families who were there. One, where the parents, grandparents, and the kids themselves were obese and eating more than I could in one sitting. One kid, a boy who looked to be about six, literally knocked my son over to get to the play area, and kept coming back for ice cream, lollipops, more ice cream, more chicken, more waffle fries, etc. Each time he came back for more food, he was running back and nearly knocking aside anyone who got in his way, like there was no tomorrow.
Then, the second family had a boy and a girl, looking to be about four and five. Each time each kid would come down the slide, they would go up to the glass and literally slam on it with both hands, palms out. At one point, I thought the glass would break. Oh, and off to the side was their mom with this huge "Awww, that is so cute!" look on her face because her kids were close to defacing company property.
And finally, there was a family with two girls, looking to be about four and maybe seven. The seven year old would go out for a few minutes, then come back and said, "Daddy! I want my ice cream now! Didn't you hear me before?" Afterward, she went back out, played some more, then came back again and said, "Daddy! I said I want my ice cream! Why aren't you getting it?" Thankfully, the mother told her "Because you're being rude and not politely asking!" What struck me next was this girl, along with her younger sister, then went out of the restaurant because she was mad at her mom. Dad went out, grabbed them, and told them there would be no ice cream for doing that. It was good to know these parents don't exactly give in, although I think I might have smacked her had she been my daughter talking to me like that.
My kids? Well, I know we don't like to admit our kids could misbehave, but they didn't. They know my wife and I won't tolerate any of this behavior, especially in public.
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