All my kids (4 of my own and 1 adopted) are grown up now. I think it the height of irony that none of them ever caused any major "scenes" in restaurants/public places. Not only was I the worst offender imaginable, but when I got older, I was the instigator with younger brothers, including a fresh "import" due to my dad getting remarried after my mom had passed. Right about the time my natural brother was too old to fall for the stuff that I would do to get him in trouble (he was two years my junior), along comes a step-brother 4 years my junior, which naturally caused me to start all over again with my old tricks.
I was SO BAD that it reached the point where my younger brothers would be allowed to go to the restaurant, while I had to sit home alone, which created a whole new set of problems for my parents and my tucas upon their return. The whole me staying at home alone solution arose when my folks decided one day to leave all of us at home. It seems that I had some poor timing issues on that day. As they were leaving in the car, my step-mom glanced back at the house and saw (through the window) yours truly chasing his little brothers around the house with a broom. My shenanigans at a restaurant involved all the condiments left on the table, various foods through noses, straws, spit wads, harrassment of fellow patrons...
I was NOT a good boy, including a screamer/pouter when very young.
Just goes to show that there is no justice in this world. :thumbleft: