Angel ,'Conviction (1)'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I was very self-entertaining from about the age of 3, to the point of becoming very irritated if anyone interrupted my Winnie-The-Pooh reading time.
videoscreens in the back of the seat
Those are fine, it's the touchscreens in Virgin planes that bug me. People do not seem to get that jabbing the screen=moving the headrest.
I will state that I was self-entertaining, except for the part where I was trapped in a car for hours with my irritating little brother, so irritations would escalate into screaming and hitting matches and then parental intervention was required. But other than THAT, I was fine with a book.
Hey! Plei stole my childhood.
Hey! Plei stole my childhood.
Were you also driving to visit maternal relatives in Canada? You probably were! Hey! It's like we're the same person!
And Plei stole MY childhood too -- except I had two brothers. And they were twins!
I think actually it helped having three of us, since we would entertain each other.
Emmett does spend a huge amount of time entertaining Matilda, but now he'd selfishly want to watch the Boomerang channel instead.
Were you also driving to visit maternal relatives in Canada? You probably were! Hey! It's like we're the same person!
You know it.
If by entertaining you mean annoying each other, then my kids entertain each other a lot.
once again gives thanks for being an only child
Those of us who remember being self-sufficient on trips probably were, but we're not gonna remember how we were at 20 months or 4 years old when we needed the most attention. There's a big difference between under-fives and older kids.
A friend of our took her 5 and 10 year old to New Zealand to visit their dad on a movie set last year. 18 hours of travel. The DVD player helped a LOT, but feeding, chatting, distracting and potty breaks for the little one still took up a good 12 hours of time. The older one didn't need to be ditracted, but he did need to be watched, to make sure he didn't ask for a million cokes from the stewardess or annoy his little brother too much. But that's how it is when you travel with kids and parents, bless 'em, learn how to cope and thrive. They had a lovely time when they got there.
I think it's important to note that admitting the realities about kids requiring effort and sacrifices is not the same as calling for a referendum on the idea of parenthood. My dad will freely admit that he and his siblings were a vast brood of devil children, but I think on most days my grandmother would have said they were worth the trouble.