Koko, my boys/angels are now 8 and 6, so no more screaming. Unless one brother hits the other. In the face/nose. Such that blood gushes out. While taxiing onto the active runway while take off. As happened last summer. Luckily we were in the first row, so the FA could hand me a stack of napkins for me to stop the bleeding as we took off. The businessmen around us in SAS 'Plus' had a few 'glad it's not me in this situation' looks for me. The elder brother cried 'omg I'm the worst brother in the world' at the same time.