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Originally Posted by Ample
As for the bottle thing. That is wrong. Wrong of the waiter to do it, and more wrong of the parent to ask. Trust me it is very easy to bring hot water in the little kid's bag and mix it with cold water to get the right temp for formula.
warrrreagl I think you are justified in feeling the way that you do.
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BTW, when the heated bottle came back from the kitchen, the mother slid it down into the diaper bag, paid the bill, gathered up the two kids, and the whole family strolled out. The newly heated bottle was never seen again. Since I am so clearly anti-human offspring, I don't know what THAT signifies. Maybe it was a secret signal to all the other Armed Parent Militia members to lock and load.
And as for making the lightspeed jump from baby bottle to toddler behavior in my discussion, somebody else brought that up, not me. But since they did, I should add that the toddler at the table in question spent the meal practicing for the Tortilla Discus Championship. I had no idea a 2-year old could get that much torque on a simple tortilla wrist-flick. And he had plenty of practice throughout the meal.
Plus, is it just me, or is anybody else creeped out when you look up from your plate and see the toddler in the adjacent booth hanging over the back of your seat staring (just......staring) at you with food and shit hanging off his face? And this always goes on for 15-20 minutes at least. Grancey always makes nasty faces at them to make them cry and turn around.
*sniff sniff* And thanks, lurkette. Yes I do.