Sybil at Bitch PhD is right on the money with this post — the “I hate kids” line is pretty ridiculous, and it’s unfair to expect that kids will never be allowed out in public spaces. Hostility towards children is also, in practice, largely sexist — it’s moms who largely bear the burden of caring for children; it’s moms and female care-givers who are largely stuck inside when children aren’t welcomed in public spaces; and at least in my experience, it’s moms who are disproportionately glared at if their child isn’t perfectly behaved (dads, on the other hand, are considered sweet just for taking the kid out in public).
But that said — and this wasn’t really the topic of Sybil’s post, and the rest of this post isn’t a response to what she’s written — I do think it’s fair to say that some public spaces are, and should be, adult-oriented (again, Sybil isn’t saying otherwise). I live in a part of New York that is very, very kid-friendly, and that is home to a large number of young families. Kids in restaurants are common-place. I’m constantly walking in the street to bypass double-wide strollers on the sidewalk. There are a lot of parks, and those parks are full of children. I used to live in a part of New York (the East Village) that was essentially the opposite — seeing kids was relatively rare, and the population of the neighborhood was much more young-and-single than yuppie-and-parenting. I chose to live where I currently reside for a lot of reasons, and I knew that kids came with the deal. I like kids, and kids are part of society too, so, great. And in my experience, at least in my neighborhood, parents are largely respectful, and kids are so used to being out in public that they generally behave appropriately and accordingly.
However, my neighborhood and those adjacent to it do have a reputation for housing entitled parents who think that kids belong everywhere. I largely think that stereotype is unwarranted. I also think that it’s appropriate to bring kids most places — almost all places, even, as a general rule. But that depends on the kid and the situation. And you know, I may be a curmudgeon, but if I’m paying more than $100 to eat at Cafe Boloud (or any restaurant, really — not everyone can afford $100 meals, and we still deserve to eat out in relative peace) and the people at the table next to me have a toddler who makes a game of repeatedly dropping her silverware on the floor and making the waiter pick it up, I’m going to be really annoyed. And I’m also going to think that they’re incredibly rude — not just to the other diners, but to the wait staff who have a whole room to take care of but who are forced to devote disproportionate time, attention and effort to the family that thinks it’s a-ok to make waiters bend down and pick up dropped fork after dropped fork because the baby likes it. Which isn’t to say that no one under the age of 18 should ever eat at a fancy restaurant, or that families with kids should be relegated to McDonalds or Chuck E Cheese. I think it’s really important, if you can, to expose your child to a variety of situations, experiences and cuisines. And since all of us have to share public space, tolerance and patience is also incredibly important. It’s ridiculous to expect that parents should have to pay for a babysitter or not go out; it’s ridiculous to think that public space is adults-only; it’s ridiculous to expect that every child allowed in public is going to be 100% well-behaved at all times. Sometimes a kid is going to screech or do something naughty or annoying; sometimes an adult is going to be an asshole and is going to talk loudly on his cell phone, or get drunk and do something stupid. The deal with public space is that sometimes we have to tolerate certain annoyances.
But there are also lines, and just like I’m going to give a withering death-stare to the dude yelling into his Bluetooth in the middle of a restaurant, I’m probably also not going to be thrilled with the parent who lets his kid repeatedly race around the tables instead of staying put. Just like I get really annoyed at the people who feel the need to show up with a group of 8 to a busy brunch spot where there’s a two-hour wait because they can’t possibly have a meal without everyone they know and they can’t be bothered to go to a place where large parties are easy accommodated, I’m annoyed at the family who shows up to a tiny trendy restaurant where the wait is already two hours long and asks for a table for 8, because they have half of the local soccer team with them. Just like if a patron makes a big stink about not being able to find something they like off the menu and insist that they get something specially-made to their tastes I think to myself, “Go somewhere else! Menus are available online and you can pretty much see if there’s something you can/want to eat,” if a parent is indignant because a restaurant doesn’t offer a kid’s menu, I think to myself, “Go somewhere else.” It’s one thing to ask for plain spaghetti at an Italian restaurant that serves spaghetti anyway and just has to not put sauce on it; it’s another to show up at a nice sushi place and be just shocked that there isn’t mac n cheese on the menu.
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