it's about time

Also entitled, "Why the hell aren't more people doing this?"

AirTran Airways on Tuesday defended its decision to remove a Massachusetts couple from a flight after their crying 3-year-old daughter refused to take her seat before takeoff.

The (family) said they told a flight attendant they had paid for their daughter's seat, but asked whether she could sit in her mother's lap. The request was denied.

She was removed because "she was climbing under the seat and hitting the parents and wouldn't get in her seat" during boarding, Graham-Weaver said.

And to that I say, Good on yah, guys.

Seriously, folks, I wish this happened more. Maybe you think I'm a big meany-pants for saying that, but come on. I can't tell you how many times I have been ridiculously put out in some situation or another where somebodies horrid little angel is making a scene. I'm not saying that my kids are angels; god knows they are far from it, but there's this little thing call being the parent. It's a novel concept they just came up with where in the adult in a situation, um, takes charge of it. This is my favorite part of this story:

(The parents) , said they just needed a little more time to calm their daughter, E.

"We weren't given an opportunity to hold her, console her or anything," (the mother) said in a telephone interview Tuesday.

How about disciplining her? Ever heard of that one?

Here's where I get all holier-than-thou...

My kids all had/have temper tantrums. They do it at the grocery store, at the movie theater, in restaurants, at church. ALL kids do it. And every single time they have, every single one I swear to god, I have removed them from the situation. Just ask the checkers at my local Safeway. They have been left with many an abandoned cart for an hour or two. Or ask the girl that works at the diner down the street. Go ask her how many meals we have paid for and left uneaten because our son decided that if he could not run up and down the aisles of the restaurant, people in France would hear his displeasure. There have been movies left, there have been swats on the butt in parking lots, their have been playdates ended before they began. Because if my nasty little heathens cannot figure out how to behave in public then they will not go out in public. And you know what? My kids are all perfect little angels in public now. They really are. Maybe not so much at home all the time, but if you ran into us out somewhere you'd be mighty impressed. They got the hint.

I'm not saying that those people should have abandoned their flight, and I'm not saying that flying with a three year old is anything short of heroic. All I'm saying is that there is a rule that says you must be in a seat, and not under it, for a plane to take off. In case these people didn't notice, the airline industry in general has gotten mighty stingy as far as the whole "rule" thing goes in the past, oh, 6 years or so. You know your kids can't crawl around on the floor, your flight is delayed and you have already had 15 minutes to get her into a seat, now seriously. Pick her up, put her in a seat, buckle her in and hold her ass down until the flight takes off. It's not so hard, really. You're, like, 3 times her size and stuff.

I know I'm going to take some flack for this one, but I just get all cranky when people refuse to parent their children and then scream and huff and puff when someone steps in and does it for them. If a great big hairy drunk guy was crawling under seats and hitting people, you bet your bottom dollar they'd have throw his ass off the plane, too.

But at least that would be totally funny to watch.