On the weekend, I was reading in the park and there were these parents who had this kid, and they weren't from Ireland, they had a North American accent. I wasn't sure from which country though, but everything was so peaceful and calm and then this KID, who had to be about 10 or 11 was yelling at his parents demanding ice cream. The mother would say "oh where should we go now dear?" and the father was looking at a map nodding, and grumpy over there to the side was kicking and scuffing his shoes on the castle wall saying. We're getting ice cream! Can we just get the ice cream?! and he was yelling it at the top of his lungs and everyone in the park just kinda stopped and gave the family a what they hell is wrong with your kid? look. But they left and things went back to being calm and peaceful. It's weird how when you're young something like a castle isn't that impressive as to ice cream.
And this was a quick sketch I did of the kid.