Well now lucky me! We made are trek back to our Northern villa, yesterday. And in the Airport waiting area where we waited to board our plane, were "9", I counted them "9" little kiddies waiting there also. All running & screaming & jumping all over the place. It was "three" families traveling together. The oldest kid was about 6! And you guessed it, they all got on our plane! Well about half way through the flight, I realized & said to my wife, you know I don't hear or see any of those kids running up & down the isles! Well now, lucky me!
Guess they ran themselves ragged in the Airport!