But nothing worked. I felt my patience slipping away, and frustration stirred in my chest. Instead of reacting sharply, I took a deep breath and reminded myself that children sometimes struggle to sit still, especially on long flights.

So I turned around—not annoyed, but curious. “Hey buddy,” I said gently, “do you like drawing?” His eyes lit up instantly. I reached into my bag and handed him a small notebook and pen I always carry for work notes. “Draw me something from the clouds,” I suggested with a smile.