Actually we came across a gathering of 'wild children' a few weeks back in a restaurant, my severely autistic wild child versus a handful of little boden clad shit bags
My wild child was sat nicely at the table, coping well considering it was getting busy. I was proud of him, and I confess a wee bit smug.
Sadly the parents of some 'wild' children don't bother to teach necessities such as sitting on your arse. Which is a useful skill to have.
One shit bag in particular seemed to be having a one child led game of cowboys and Indians, he kept running at my ds and shouting, was being a general PITA tbh.
We asked stop it as ds was getting stressed, he didn't like it, little shit bags response was 'whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, wassup wivvim? '
There isn't anything wrong with him, he just doesn't like people too near him now fuck off sit down with your parents.
I was getting woried at this point, ds had already pulled a few handfuls of my hair out and was biting himself, if he had got hold of the little shit (he's never hurt anyone except me before but I wouldn't take the risk) he would have caused a fair bit of damage, and of course we would be the bad parents
Shitbags were flinging food everywhere, being loud , obnoxious etc. Fuck knows what planet the parents were on, bunch of drips .
Anyways, guess which 'spirited' child ended up having to leave the restaurant, i'll give a clue... he wasn't wearing boden...