Event 1: Benjamin and I are invited to a baptism. It’s his first time in a church. I’m worried we will spontaneously combust upon entering. Unfortunately, we don’t.
Event 2: Shortly after the baptism begins and at the most inopportune moment, Benjamin runs on a church pew in his new and very loud cowboy boots.
Event 3: Three people sit on that same pew two minutes later. They are small people and also happen to be the parents of the baby being baptised.
Event 4: The pew splits down the middle with a loud – CRACK.
Event 5: As soon as the exit is clear, I drag Benjamin out of there. No more church for us, that’s for sure.
The moral dilemma:
Do I call the church and offer to pay for the church pew?
I feel really, really bad. And yes, I know, my son is hard to control. He’s just as feisty as his mother. Clearly we need to spend more time in quiet places…
Oh, like say, on an AIRPLANE.
For a CROSS COUNTRY FLIGHT to California.
I am petrified. Completely and totally.
Travel tips from seasoned parents would be appreciated.