I had a lovely flight out from JFK to SAN sitting next to a 2 and a half year old. Her name is Rochelle ("Ro" for short) and she was everything I would expect from my own 2 year old. She was crawling all over and pointing at stuff and generally acting age appropriate. Her mother, Renee, had been with Ro visiting her mother in Weston, CT, where Renee is originally from. They were on their way back to Oceanside to meet Daddy and Jake, her golden retriever. Right on cue, as the pilot announced over the PA that we had to return to our seats and fasten our seat belts as we began our descent into San DIego, she fell asleep for the first time on her mother's lap.
A picture of Ro:
