In this age where airline screeners must be hyper vigilant, I’m pleased as punch to wait in a long security line so I get to my destination safely. I don’t even mind the suspicious looks I get as they x-ray my carry-on bag. What? Like they’ve never seen a neck massager before. But Southwest Airlines has done something to prove to each and every American who proudly wears a flag pin on their lapel, that they will not put up with terrorism on any level, even if it’s two feet tall.

A woman and her 2 year-old son were kicked off a Southwest flight because the child was wailing so loudly, the flight attendants were unable to deliver their pre-flight safety spiel. (Upon exiting, you know each passenger personally kissed and hugged the flight attendants in gratitude.) Personally, I’ve been terrorized by toddlers who spent the entire flight screaming, kicking my seat, and running up and down the aisles, and I don’t blame the kids per se, I blame the oblivious parents who allow this behavior. These are the same parents who don’t think twice about sitting in the upright-seated position to change a poopy diaper instead of going to the lavatory.

Please don’t send me hate emails. I know not all kids are terrorists on planes – just most of them. I’m fully aware that even good kids can have the odd off day when they fly. But that’s why God created baby Tylenol . If I can have a bloody mary to calm down on the flight, why can’t little Suzie have a shot of Cherry night-night medicine? I’m grateful for Southwest Airlines because just like a drunk can disrupt a flight, so can an out of control 2 year-old, running around the plane with a poopy diaper-bomb in his pants.

That’s why I’m grateful for Southwest Airlines.