An Entertaining Moment?

"Super Mason" (which was how he responded when I asked him his name) was this absolutely adorable 3-year-old little boy in the front row of my last flight. He and his Mom were travelling together and his eyes were harvest moon huge the whole flight, especially during our landing. The "C" FA and I were being goofy and making faces at him during landing and taxiing, and he kept looking at his Mom like, "What the heck is wrong with those ladies?" We told him we were really okay, we were just playing with him and trying to entertain him. I said, "See? Your flight attendants will do anything to keep you happy, even juggle if we have to!" He looked at his Mom like, "What the....? Would you save me already?" and we all had a good laugh.

After disarming our doors, etc., I asked the other FA to wait for the Gate Agent's knock for opening the main cabin door, and I grabbed 3 of those little creamers and began to juggle them - I thought to entertain Mason, who smiled at my antics but only in an "ok-I-will-indulge-the-crazy-lady" sort of way. I forgot, though, that there were others on the plane and was amused - and a little embarrassed - to hear gasps of pleasure and surprise, followed by excited chatter in another language. I had forgotten about the three Asian folks also sitting in the front row. They were excitedly pointing at me while laughing and clapping their hands. Apparently, they found me highly entertaining. "Super Mason"? Not so much.