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If your art can be easily confused for a shelving unit, you're pretty bad at art.
Every last one of you was at least once in your life a screechy horrible little shit, no matter what mummy and daddy told you in the revisionist history of your early years. If you're still upset at the kids, or the parents (and god knows you'd have to be an idiot to be so) just remember you have no idea what happened to that kid after they got home. Maybe the mother made him kneel on rice for two hours? Maybe the father beat him so badly that he developed a stutter. Feel better yet about all those awful parents and awful children that neither you nor anyone you know was once like?
But it's not a playground. Children need to be taught appropriate behavior for different locations. If you want to teach your kid something AND have fun, go to a children's museum where that behavior IS encouraged.
(I'm sure many of you would have a lot to say if the kid was climbing on chairs in a restaurant where you were trying to have dinner. Chairs can be for climbing, right?)
So it won't last forever. So what? Nothing will.
The kid's being a kid. The parents are entitled dicks.
Doesn't matter if it's a $3M statue or a $30 garage sale coffee table, you teach your kids to respect other peoples' things and stop them when the owner asks them to stop.