Mason was next up to pass through the security machine. Mommy argued with TSA agents, saying Mason had to carry his car collection because “they are important to him.” As I’m thinking “it’s a bunch of matchbox cars, lady,” Mason chirps up “mom I’ll just put it on the belt.” Then there was more explanation from Mommy regarding Maggie’s stuffed something she was holding.
Great! Now we’re on the same flight. Boarding was full of drama. The beverage service was painful to watch, with Mommy stressing how important it was that Mason gets his first choice of beverages. Turns out, for Mason orange juice instead of cranberry juice was just fine.
The flight attendant was patient as Mommy explained why Maggie was laying in the aisle … in front of the beverage cart in a screaming heap! My seat mate mumbled something about unruly children.
Were the children to blame here? It was clear Mommy’s tantrums were the fuel in this foursome. Why was Dad silent? Why was Mommy running interference instead of following the rules? What were the kids thinking and learning? What were the rest of us learning?
Parenting is still the hardest job on earth. Children are mesmerizing love muffins just ready to embrace and explore the world, and I do believe it takes a village to raise them. But sometimes, maybe the village needs a time out.
Auntie Valora K Starr is director for discipleship.