Aaahh I'm so stressed: packing

Imagine you're almost three years old.

Imagine it's almost your dinner time.

Imagine you have to wait an hour at the airport and then get on a plane and sit still for another hour.

Imagine that your supervising adult is unwell, in a wheelchair or the seat of the plane, with a six-month-old on her lap.

So.

Would two books, two fingerpuppets, a car, coloured pencils, a hand-puppet, a draw-on-wipe-off monochrome thing, and the dog from the children's show "The Tweenies", with apples, raisins and biscuits, be adequate compensation? How about if there's also a giftwrapped book you've never seen before and some chocolate?

I hope the wheelchair-pusher is good about letting me buy a bottle of water once we're through security. And with any luck I'll be able to buy extortionately priced sausages while on the plane; they worked well before.