Last week, I went to a rather beautiful church in
London, for the wedding ceremony of a friend’s son. Not surprisingly, many of
the guests were young people, including couples, who – as has become customary
– brought their babies with them.
The babies and very young children, understandably, became
restless after some time. What I fail to understand is why parents do not take a
crying baby and go out, to enable everybody else to concentrate of the
religious ceremony. Instead, the young parents seem to just sit there and look
at their loud offspring with doting admiring eyes. And let’s face it, a parent
admiring his or her one-year-old child, is basically admiring him/herself.
The people who sat in front of me not only played with
their two small children throughout the wedding ceremony, they also – evidently
incapable of managing two hours without reaching for hydro-oral satisfaction – regularly
sipped from the water bottles which they brought with them.
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