The next worry was -- food. It's bad enough to be a full-grown adult, needing a little nosh, and waiting for the cart to come round with the paltry fare that passes as "meals." To solve that, we brought baggies of his favorite snacks -- goldfish, chips and cookies. We opted for the beloved junk food instead of the healthy stuff that usually results in arguments. Same went for drinks. Even though we had been trying to get him to drink less soy milk (it had gotten really ridiculous), we decided to indulge him completely for the trip.
The biggest worry was -- entertainment. My husband and I really dreaded the prospect of being the hated parents with the squalling child that makes everyone else's life miserable. We decided to invest heavily in his entertainment, so that at any sign of fussiness, we could spring some new excitement on him.
For this I shopped with a single purpose in mind. It didn't matter if I liked the toy or book, or thought it would be good for him. It was essential that it would delight him. And in the end, we packed his diaper bag with the following:
- Book of 100 trucks
- Dump truck sticker book
- Toy Story activity book
- Toy airplane
- Toy bulldozer
Thankfully, the new purchases were a definite hit. Each new toy or book was good for at least an hour of play. Buzz, Woody and the bulldozer were good for more. Even though we had brought some of his favorite toys and books, they went pretty much unplayed with.