At the airport, I looked out the windows and saw the big planes. I was excited to get on
Once I got on, I realized it was going to be a lot squishier than I'd ever imagined. I have to sit on my parents' laps the whole time? What am I going to do?
I tried to be a good girl, so I smiled and acted excited still. Soon we were three hours into the air and mommy said we were halfway there.
Halfway? I couldn't believe it. I felt like we'd been on the plane forever. I'd been so good for so long, I couldn't imagine having to be on there any longer. I was sick of the same three toys my parents kept giving me and I was sick of hanging out on their laps. That's when I got sad. I began to cry
Suddenly an idea came to me. I would do something I had never done before and have never done since. I would pull a prank that would prove to those parents of mine that I was in control.
I did it! I had a blowout so big that both my parents, their seats, all the blankets and all of our clothes were covered.
Mommy had brought a change of clothes for me so I was fine. But her and daddy were smelly as can be.
