You parent the child you have, not the child you'd like to have.
Before children, I had notions of lovely, calm mealtimes with children, everyone exchanging stories about their respective days - just like my family did when I was growing up in fact.
Then ds came along. We tried crayons and sticker books, miniature Paw Patrol toys, fidget toys, everything. Still he was more interested in the salt and pepper pots and cutlery. Literally all the table furnishings migrated from within his reach to the opposite end of the table. Nothing kept him occupied for long - not engaging him in conversation, not his little rucksack of trinkets. And then we tried a tablet, and our mealtimes were transformed. Two rules - earphones or volume low and it gets switched off while eating.
Six years later we had dd. She has a similarly low boredom threshold, cannot sit still for long and fidgets and fiddles. Unlike ds, she is perfectly happy with sticker books, colouring books and crayons, puzzles and so on. When none of those is available, she will play puzzles on her tablet or occasionally watch something - volume low, switched off during eating.
We're on the verge of an adhd diagnosis for dd, and strongly suspect the same with ds.
I couldn't give a shit what others think of our parenting. One mealtime is a snapshot of the totality of our lives. Our children are intelligent, sociable, mature and engaging. We give them a wide variety of life and learning opportunities, we encourage their education. They play football, swim, go to gymnastics. We talk to them and with them, discuss important issues, ensure they're kind and empathetic.
If you want to judge us from a one hour sitting, I really think that's your problem, not ours.