I had to sit next to a breeder yesterday at my old high school's graduation (I went to see my friends graduate). Her two kids were under the age of five, and they were jumping up and down, crawling everywhere, and crying.
I think I made my point clear with annoyed body language and audible, disgruntled sighs.
And then the stupid bitch pulled out a Barbie laptop thing that played music and made noise during the retiring principal's speech. Uh, hello... Some of us knew him and would like to hear his final speech!