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The Parent Trap
June 07, 2007

Let me just say - parenting is the hardest job on the planet. I have nothing but complete respect for the brave men and women of this world who embark on the journey that is raising a child. I was a child, once (and still carry many behavioral traits...) and I know that raising me made my gracious and beautiful mother have thoughts of abandonment via flying off to an island in Tahiti quite often. Kudos to all of you parents. My martini glass tips in your direction.


A couple came to The Restaurant yesterday afternoon with a complete look of exasperation on their faces. We weren't busy at that time - the break between lunch and dinner - so they requested to be seated as far away from other patrons as possible. This is not an uncommon request, really. So often people go out to eat searching for a respite from the craziness of their day, and sitting off in a corner only adds to their endeavor to find some solace from the wackos of the world.

Because as I know all too well, Wackos are taking over the world.


They had a small child with them, the most precious-faced little girl. Her hair was dark and wild with curls, and she had the sweetest smile.

Upon being seated the sweet child barked out "Toys" in a voice reminiscent of something heard on The Exorcist. The Mother fumbled through her bag to find a handful of sparkly/clacky things, which The Child promptly threw to the floor with a moan of disgust, followed by the grandiose tipping over of her water glass.

That sweet smile, it seams, was just a sly cover for the dark and sinister reality of the devil child within. And the look of exasperation on the faces of her parents was less about The World, and more about the child they so loved but clearly wanted to leave in a dumpster out back.

The child continued to protest loudly, and managed to escape and run through the entire restaurant screaming for the next 10 minutes. The few patrons we had gave knowing glances at the frazzled parents, and were gracious to not complain. The Father, after choking down his soup, and near tears, grabbed the child and apologized as he walked out the door. The mother left a $50 on a $12 tab and thanked us for our patience. "She's normally a charming child", she said. "But today ... today she has been taken over by the Dark Sith Lord and is determined to make us both jab our eyes out with hot irons. If we - accidentally - leave her here, will you take care of her?"

We both had a good laugh. Though I am not sure her laugh was from a funny place, or from a place of begging me to take the child.


Godspeed parents.


Godspeed.

Posted by Foodwhore at June 7, 2007 11:11 AM

that child? that was me. (10-15 years ago). my parents used to use this nusery rhyme to discribe me:

There was a little girl,
who had a little curl,
right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
she was very very good,
but when she was bad she was horrid!

Posted by: moonablaze at June 7, 2007 12:33 PM

As a parent, I want to say THANK YOU for being so patient with these parents.

When my kids turn into demon spawn, I try to get them the heck away from other people as quickly as possible.

I also leave large tips on small bills with the Sith Lords take over!

Posted by: Spacemom at June 7, 2007 12:55 PM

I'm a mom too, of a curly-haired angel, and for the most part she's very well-behaved, especially when we go out. We try to time it right, make sure she has what she needs, etc. HOWEVER. Sometimes she is the devil incarnate (she is 2-1/2 after all), and when the Evil comes out, we bail. She's never done the running screaming bit, though. Thank goodness.

I hope you'll be happy to know that we leave at least a 20% tip (including the tax), ALWAYS, no matter what her behavior, and we also make a point to clean up whatever disaster area she has caused by eating in her 2-year-old way. Our servers have always made a point to tell us we don't have to, but we feel that these wonderful people who bring us delicious food that we don't have to cook or clean up after don't need to clean up the refuse left behind from the kid.

There are some parents out there who try, believe me!

Posted by: JennB at June 7, 2007 01:56 PM

Ummm, if they knew she was having a Bad Day, why attempt a restaurant at all. Some days are just made for staying home and not afflicting others with your pain. [This from a mother of FOUR; no flaming, please.]

Posted by: Nana at June 7, 2007 02:23 PM

As the father of a seven year old daughter with autism, this is something we deal with on a regular basis, in fact the child's behaviour almost completely mirrors our own child. So whatayagunna do? Stay home all the time? We just grew thicker skins and get on with it.

Posted by: neil at June 7, 2007 06:01 PM

Change the hair color to blonde and you have my child on certain days. I always say it's a good thing she is so cute!

Posted by: Traci at June 8, 2007 07:04 AM

does no one spank children anymore for unacceptable behavior?

does no one just stay home when their spoiled child is really having an exceptionally spoiled day?

I have four children. We never allowed this. I guess I'm in for it in rebuttal.

Posted by: the speckledpup at June 8, 2007 08:19 AM

How decent of the parents to request placement where they would cause the least disruption to the other diners present, and especially to depart with an unfinished meal when the child became totally out of control. Nice tip, too!

Posted by: Lynne at June 8, 2007 11:00 AM

Unlike so many of the oblivious parents out there, they actually have a clue! Sounds like they were at the end of their ropes and just needed someone to look after them for a few minutes. I'm sure you made their day.
btw, I've got a 2 1/2 yr old and an 11 month old, so I'm not just talking out of my butt.

Posted by: Dave at June 8, 2007 11:53 AM

Lol. As the mom of three -- ages 10 months, 3 years and 5 years, good for them for at least trying to pretend their lives without kids aren't totally gone. Good for you for taking it well and for the other patrons. We do take our kids out for dinner about once a week. MOstly we go to family joints (mostly chain restaurants), but do try and get out to the nicer places about once a month. They are good with it, but sometimes, you never know!

Posted by: MBooth at June 8, 2007 01:48 PM

As a new mother and a person who used to absolutely hate screaming, crying children in restaurants, I can see both sides.
Sometimes just being out and about even with a screaming child is so much better than sitting at home and dealing with it.

Posted by: kate at June 8, 2007 04:04 PM

People told us to eat out while we could, because once our kid was born, that was it. I didn't think so. Our child knew from infancy, if she wanted to eat in restaurants, she MUST behave. The one time she acted up, we immediently boxed up everything, left a 20% tip and went home. She learned we weren't kidding. Having a good 'look of Death' to give her helps, too.

Posted by: Laura at June 8, 2007 08:12 PM

I sympathise. I offered my son to another mother yesterday whilst shopping. Oddly enough, she didn't take up the offe of a howling and sobbing 18mth old. :)

Posted by: MissDV at June 9, 2007 04:56 AM

The good news is that the devil child will eventually grow up and become a civilized diner... I have always taken my kids to restaurants and now they not only behave properly, but will eat something besides hamburgers and chicken nuggets... Godspeed indeed to the parents...

Posted by: maman at June 9, 2007 07:34 AM

 
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