OK, I've been after a week away from home overseas traveling for over 24 hours when my last flight I'm surrounded on three sides by the Devils Children. They're standing up in the seats, yelling, screaming, rocking the seats, throwing toys, and hitting each other.
Their blond blue eyed mom is the picture perfect liberal mom who spends most of the flight talking in low tones and a soft voice.
"Now honey, if you set down and be good, momma will buy you a new toy." She says this over and over again while the kids could care less what the hell she offered since she will give it to them anyway.
God how I wanted to say, "Now honey set the fuck down or momma will kick your ass between your ears."
I just don't get the whole damn concept of rewards if you are good but no consequences if you are bad parenting.
I admit my patience was guite thin at that point and if dad had been there, it probably wouldn't have been pleasent. It didn't help the stewardess wouldn't let me move nor say anything to mom. OK, I get desperate and give the little devils the "I'm going to kick your ass look." while mom if rummaging to find more toys to only have thrown around the plane. The little shits set down and shut the hell up for the last 45 minutes of the flight.
"Why couldn't mom do that?"
Tj