We must be absolutely insane

We just bought tickets to fly to Michigan at Christmas. With three children. And only two of us. After the previous plane trip, when we were "those people" on the plane. You know, the ones with the kid who screams for the entire flight, who you think "they must be the worst parents in the world. Their child is an absolute terror. The horror of the trip must finally be wearing off, because 1: we are planning to do it again, and 2: I can only remember vauge details anymore. I do distinctly recall wanting to leave my eldest offspring in the overhead bin, and the little old ladies in front of Paige clapping when Ella finally got spanked.

This trip we planned to be outfitted with dual portable DVD players, and overdoses of Dramamine. Let's hope the combo puts them to sleep like this...