The child’s screams echoed throughout the airplane. Passengers were giving each other looks that
said “ wow, that parent can’t control their kid – what are they doing taking a
toddler on a trans-atlantic airplane flight??”.
Flight attendants tried unsuccessfully to bribe the child with crayons
and coloring books. There was nothing
they could do…
At the same time, I looked at Calvin, happily watching Ice
Age on the in-seat screen and thought again of how lucky I had been so far and
how good of a boy he had been. I also
reminded myself of the 4 as-yet-unseen matchbox cars I had hidden in my bag
just in case I ended up in the same predicament.
And so began our 2 week trip to ‘merica!
