A few days ago, I posted an account of our hellish flight to New York with Poppy, the over-active toddler. Thanks, oh alumni of wretched travelers, for the sympathy, advice and private messages about what we should do.
It appears that decent people with admirably-decent-children-of-their-own have all suggested the same thing: to drug that child. And because Walter and I always do what our friends tell us, we followed the advice. Read the rest of this entry »