A couple of years ago I was in a fairly nice restaurant (linen table cloths etc.) that didn't allow children under a certain age--probably seven or eight. I wasn't there long when In came a couple, plus what I assume were the parents of one of them, and their two "under age" children; one a boy about six and a girl of about four. I couldn't hear what they were saying to the host but it was a discussion of some kind. A short time later the host brought the six through the dining area and seated them not far from me. I gotta tell you, I was really dreading the restless squawking and whining common with kids that age, but these children were soo well behaved, at ease, and pleasant it was almost a delight to watch them politely interact with the four adults. In fact, it even added to the evening, knowing that not all children are spoiled beyond redemption. Renews one's faith in the ability of parents to actually parent.