Badly behaved kids

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We have "scribble talk" too absent

New to this,so be gentle with me! I'm startled by the rush of (grand)motherly love I feel when my grandson is being told off by his parents. They seem so over the top and he responds by shouting even louder. Then I remember my first years with 2 children under 2yrs and I bite my tongue ...........

Welcome mibs, I hope you have a great time with us all at GN

Thank you v.much yogagran - I'm not often around but dip in now and then.

My normally well-behaved two and a half year old grandson was with his parents having lunch in a nice restaurant when suddenly he pointed to a chap sipping his Coke at the next table and shouted out at the top of his voice, "Mummy, Mummy, I want some Diet Cock." Beat that!!!!

Only where my son, aged about 4, asked one of our visitors at dinner if they 'pumped' in the bath. Mortification had no boundaries that night....!

I'm a Mum of 2 daughters and besotted Nana to 3 small grandchildren and I have a very clear memory of something my gran said to me when my youngest daughter was born re children in restaurants. She said that it was wise to remember that some of the people eating with you may have saved for this ocassion . They were entitled to enjoy that without my children running round like whirling dervish.

I took that to heart and I NEVER go out with the GC without exciting things in my handbag ( well exciting to a 5,2 and 5 month old). They have to sit at the table for a reasonable length of time, they play quite happily without disturbing others and quite honestly I expect the same courtesy from others.

I dont think its old fashioned or asking too much . I love children but I dont want yours crawling under my tables, potentially tripping waiters or playing tag inbetween the table.

Just my opinion of course :-)

I absolutely agree, NanaandGrampy, that makes perfect sense.

not a badly behaved child, but a child in restaurants...

when daughter was tiny we regularly took her out for meals in restaurants and hotels. in a quiet dining room, she would walk around to talk to other diners. they were delighted by her - if not, she did not disturb them. she was small, clean, charming, polite and articulate. on one occasion she engaged in a lengthy conversation with a family she had not met before. they asked her age, so she had to come back to ask me 'mummy, how old am i?' i gave her the answer. 'you are thirteen months; one year and one month old'.

conversation. in her own right. with strangers. she'd been a 'conversational' baby, too.

we would have taken a dim view of crawling under tables! baby would have had to sit with me and not be allowed to free range at all!

i may have posted that before. i'm becoming forgetful. i think its my age.