I was on a plane yesterday flying to Florida. Behind me sat a father with his two small children. The boy seemed excited to be on the plane and kept looking out the window. He would tell everyone to “look how high we are” and “now were turning.” Being a former “white-knuckled” flier myself, I am sure that his announcements didn’t sit too well with some of the people on the plane who just wanted the ride over with and to be back on solid ground again.
But as he made his announcements, his sister just sat between him and her father and never said a word.