Here's the last story from our little vacation that I'm going to share.
We were sitting in a hot plane on the tarmac waiting for clearance to take off from Atlanta. Because of severe thunderstorms, we weren't allowed to move. We sat there for an hour. Of course everyone on board was getting antsy, including a two-year-old little girl.
She was having a full-blown tantrum. And it went on and on and on! The parents were completely flustered. The other passengers were grumbling. The flight attendant came over to try to pacify the kid. No luck.
I knew that I had to put on my Super Mama cape and come to the rescue. Diversion was what that kid needed. I rummaged through my purse. I found keys, a tiny bouncy ball, a few pens, and some sticks of gum. Not quite what a two-year-old needed. I quickly scanned the surrounding area and noticed a young mom with a diaper bag. Hooked onto the bag was a toy zebra. I looked at the mom. She looked at me. And we both grinned. She unhooked that thing and gave it to me. Then I marched up to the screaming kid and dangled the zebra in front of her.
"Look what I have," I said.
She immediately stopped screaming.
I gave her one of my most charming smiles. "Would you like to play with it?"
She gave me one of her most charming smiles.
So I handed her the zebra.
The passengers gave me a round of applause and I sat back down.