Vakkotaur

Last night we went out for Chinese. It was nice and sparse in the restaurant, at first. Then a family showed up. One with a young kid who wound up in a special kid chair at their table. This table, however, was next to ours. I wondered how long before I'd need to get out my earplugs. Much to their credit, the parents actually were parents. Yes, the kid fussed a bit and made some noise. But this was corrected, usually quite quickly. We made it most of the way through the meal without significant trouble, though a later (short!) outburst or two did have me use an earplug in the ear facing the kid.

That was not bad. Not as good as them being more distant, but tolerable. Alas, things had to get worse. For a young couple (I don't think family describes them) showed up. Yes, with their even younger kid. Unlike the parents, these jokers did not correct anything. What was really irksome was when the alleged mother told the kid how cute he was during/after a particularly loud outburst. Yeeeg, don't encourage that! Fortunately we were able to leave not much after that.

From what I could see, the family is actually bringing up their kid. The second couple is merely growing a kidiot.