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Is it okay if I call her baby a wuss? Almost ten seconds of total darkness, and now he is forever traumatized? I can't help but think about the fact that our species did manage to survive before lights were invented, when babies experienced eight HOURS of total darkness every day.
Clearly, the flight attendant should be fired. The baby was lucky to escape being crushed by a suitcase during turbulence. But it did. So I think, he'll be okay.
Posted by: Elon | March 08, 2011 at 09:49 AM
She cried for days and days? Lighten up, lady
With a mug like that she should be in the overhead bin
Posted by: pokerplayer | March 08, 2011 at 09:54 AM
Must admit I have been on some flights where I hoped this would happen.
Posted by: Emmett Flatus | March 08, 2011 at 10:01 AM
While we were waiting for a flight with our 2 yr old grandson, he decided to climb into the "place your carry-on here to see if it fits" bin. He fit.
Don't think it didn't cross our minds.
Posted by: Punkin | March 08, 2011 at 10:02 AM
Neither mother nor son should ever, ever be in a night time area where the power might go off.
Both would have to be institutionalized forever.
This bozo (boza? Does "bozo" have Spanish roots?) has traumatized her son more than 10 seconds of darkness could ever have done.
At my wife's request, I have taught grade-school kids about spiders, with hands-on activities. Very few of these kids were afraid at all until an adult nearby freaked out.
I can see why the husband is gone.
Posted by: Steve | March 08, 2011 at 10:20 AM
They should have put the kid in a 1 qt, see-thru, resealable baggie.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 08, 2011 at 10:47 AM
Traumatized? Really? Instead of offering her free flights they should ban her from any future flights. I'm sure the other passengers were enjoying their game of hide and seek on the aisle of the plane. Idiots.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 08, 2011 at 12:18 PM
Hysterical Drama Queen
No wonder hubby is "estranged"
Give the kid a pair of wings and call it a day.
Posted by: Coconuts | March 08, 2011 at 12:28 PM
This kid will end up wetting himself the first time he sees a hamster. Way to raise a wuss, Mom.
Posted by: MartiniShark | March 08, 2011 at 12:30 PM
Next the flight attendant will sue the airline claiming that no one ever told him during his training, "By the way, don't shut toddlers in the overhead bins." Real smart.
Steve's right, though, a kid that age looks to the adult to see how scared to be, and if you overreact you'll teach them to do the same. That's why it's an important part of a dad's job to say helpful things like, "You're okay! Walk it off! Rub some dirt in it! Probably just a sprain!"
Posted by: Mad Librarian | March 08, 2011 at 01:16 PM
Given the nature of the critter that birthed him, trauma was inevitable, period.
Posted by: Wolfsong | March 08, 2011 at 02:14 PM
Drama Queen of drama queens. Also some serious ambulance chaser and divorce lawyer BeeeeeeEsssssss.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 08, 2011 at 08:24 PM
One great way to deal with a kid who falls and kinda hurts him/herself and isn't sure whether to cry or not - hit the sidewalk or whatever was fallen onto and say "Bad sidewalk!" The first few times you do it, the kid is so suprised, he/she usually forgets to cry.
Posted by: Kristina L | March 08, 2011 at 10:37 PM
I tried to fly to Chicago once (and boy, were my arms tired!), and a 5 year old kept trying to fully recline his seat, directly in front of me "because my dad put his back." When I told the dad that I had zero knee room, and recent knee trauma, he complained to the stewardess that his son has a "right" to recline his seat. The stewardess then offered to re-seat me, to the very rear of the plane. I told her that:
a) The only place I would be re-seated to would be first-class,
b) the kid was 5, he didn't know what day of the week it was, let alone requirements for things like leg room and blood circulation
c) I'm sure there was room for the kid to be "re-seated" in the overhead bin.
Needless to say, the father was not amused.
Posted by: PirateBoy | March 09, 2011 at 12:42 AM