Things Wrong with the Middle Classes, Part 463

Kevin went to our local fancy schmancy cafe yesterday morning, called Elbows. He was trying to get away from distractions at home and found himself surrounded by mummies and screaming toddlers. The mother nearest to him asked the waitress:

"Can I have a little glass of milk?"

"Do you mean a babyccino?"

"Yes, a babyccino."

Later, another mother arrived and this time her own toddler ordered a babyccino.