On a nice night out at a restaurant with the family, nothing ruins dinner more than a kicking and screaming toddler who, in that moment, you hesitate to claim as your own .
When a child is misbehaving in public, society has this awful tendency to shame parents. The looks, the salty eye-rolls, the stares, the snarks, people are not afraid to let you know that your child is out of control.
Clint Edwards is a daddy blogger, who admittedly has no idea what he’s doing. He took to Facebook this week after a family dinner at Red Robin went horribly wrong:
“I’m stuck in the van with my toddler. We went out to dinner as a family, and she had a meltdown because mom wouldn’t let her throw chicken strips. So she screamed, and screamed, and kicked and kicked, and since I was the only one finished with my meal, I had the pleasure of dragging her out of Red Robin.
I carried her past the bar and everyone stared at me, most of them childless, I assumed. No one with children would give me that straight faced, lip twisted, look that seems to say, ‘If you can’t control your kid, then don’t go out.’
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Clint, whose own father never invested in his life, continues his post with the realest of real parenting rant he could possibly give to everyone who gave him “the look.”