Oh my freaking good golly. I do not understand other people's kids. I just don't. I don't understand other people's kids' parents either.
How can they sit and watch their 8 or 9 year old child ignore the instructions, multiple times, from the adult in charge - which was not me - and then throw a fit, a literal fit, screaming and thrashing on the ground when the alternative choice is to sit next to said parent. (As in "if you think casting the fishing line is boring, go sit next to your mother.")
I know, I don't have children, I don't understand the emotional, physical and mental stress of having kids. I realize that children come into this world with personalities of their own and they can't be changed. I really do get that I don't know what it's like to be a parent.
I have seen parenting done well a - very - few times and wonder why some people get it and others don't realize that rules and consequences are a necessary part of life. When your kid disobeys, in a public place, disrupting a large gathering of people, ruining the other children's enjoyment and makes a scene, punish your flippin' kid okay?
This is me and GAH!