LeeLee learns a lesson on toddlers

I'm going to be honest here: I've never really been kind in my thoughts to screaming children, especially on planes. Well, I learned my lesson. No matter how hard you try, there is a point where you cannot control a child. While Laurent was a superb traveling companion, I cannot say the same for Amelie. Somehow she transformed her tiredness into some kind of speed. I have never seen her so cracked out before and we even monitored her sweetie intake. But, you know, its really hard to get angry at a two year old brain after 22 hours of traveling. I mean, not many adults can actually handle it.

I discovered the limit to my patience. It occurs 5 minutes after the pilot has turned on the fastened seat belt sign and the flight attendant has twice reminded you to secure your child yet she is still threatening to run down the aisle screaming bloody murder as the plane is taxiing.

From this experience, I will never again grimace or complain about unruly children and their assumed lackadaisical parents.

On a positive note, I think this exercise in nanny-land is giving me some thicker skin in concentration. Just last September the sound of sucking made me forget every second of thought.
June LSAT, here I come.