No, your kid can't help themselves to my stuff!
I was at Starbucks the other day. It was pretty warm in there and I'm sensitive to heat, so I took my little handheld fan out to cool off.
After a few minutes, I laid it on the table and turned to pull my laptop out of my bag. When I turned back, the fan was gone. A kid who was maybe three or four (and who had been wandering unsupervised around the tables) was carrying it about.
When his eyes met mine, I held my hand out for the fan. He immediately screamed blue murder and ran back to his mom, who finally had to look up from her phone. I said I needed it back and the kid cried even louder, so she said, "Just let him have it and buy another one."
This mid-60s couple at another table chimed in with the usual "You're an adult and he's just a child... be more understanding" crap.
Um, no. My parents made it clear when I was a kid that I couldn't have something just because I wanted it.
Mom said something along the lines of "Don't you have kids?" She guessed the truth when I dodged the question and said, "If you did, you would be more understanding."
I said that had nothing to do with letting her kid help himself to other people's property. Then I just grabbed the fan and let her deal with the screaming fallout. But as I left, one of the baristas gave me the thumbs up. Maybe there is hope for the future generations.