FisherBrat and I were on the south shore NY Eve and were amazed at one dad. He was fishing by himself for about an hour when his 2 kids (about 5 and 6) figured out how to get out of their car seats, escaped from his car, and ran around the shore. He wanted nothing to do with them and he fished in relative peace from the boat launch area most of the morning. He had the honey hole and was reeling in fish after fish; he only engaged them by yelling at them whenever they came up to him for attention.
We were fishing next to two other groups of guys with young sons who were having fun with their boys. So naturally, those two kids spent more time around our areas, where the adults were warm and giving attention to the kids.
FisherBrat and I tried to be friendly but we had four rods out and FB was on fire; I had my hands full baiting, netting, and stringing. I love kids but fishing time with FB is precious to me (and it was WFO!). It was just him and me today, and I wasn't there to babysit some stranger's kids.
At one point, FB had to beach a fish when I dumped the net to chase the little girl because she was running around the shore with a (worm blower) syringe. She also had a treble hook caught on her pant leg with lines dragging behind her. The little boy got bored and cast one of dad's rods over all our lines and 3 others. FB and I were totally ok with it but dad went off. Of course, he kept on fishing, while FB, our neighbors, and I untangled the boy's lines from ours.
Yeah, I really dont get it at all.