de ja vu all over again

This evening I took two of my grandchildren for a quick supper at Pizza Hut.  They had been very good and quiet this evening, sitting through a 2 hour meeting that I had to attend.  They even got their home work done so they deserved a treat, and they certainly seemed to enjoy themselves, while I was catapulted back in time to the youth of their mother and uncle.  When my two kids were in their pre and early teens they had a way of setting each other off in restaurants, getting gigglier and gigglier, not really doing anything wrong but just being a little louder and sillier that is polite and generally managing to thoroughly embarrass their parents  Well, it's probably genetic but the grandkids were pulling the same antics as the previous generation while I sat with bated breath expecting ice water or ice tea or root beer to go flying across the table at any moment.  It didn't of course, but it was a close thing.  The though the kept me serene through all of this was that it's payback time for my kids. Justice is sweet.