Why I Got A Pat Down For My Kids!
Traveling with kids is never easy. I’ve done it many times and thought I had most of the tricks for a smooth flight figured out by now, but as you know there can always be a new challenge. The TSA rules seem to change often and not all airports have the exact same procedures even though there are set guidelines.
I just got back from a Memorial Day weekend trip. Since my kids aren’t babies anymore I didn’t have to deal with the getting breast milk or formula through security, but I still bring them snacks and they love the fruit/veggie pouches which are still considered liquids. So as always I brought them some pouches in a plastic bag and declared them. Usually they run a quick test on them on them and then I’m good to go. But this time they told me we can’t test unless you open them or you have to throw them away. What? Or the other option is I have to get a pat down. Well, if I open them they’re no good anymore and I couldn’t bear throwing them away, so of course I opted for a pat down. I was really annoyed, but I got it, rules are rules.
They escort me to the other side while my husband who is holding my daughter and my son watch and wait. They go through my diaper bag piece by piece. It’s taking a lot longer than I expected. Then they proceed to give me a pat down. My hands are up in the air while the TSA agent goes through the process. I could see my kids confused as to why I was taken to the corner. I was getting impatient and starting to think, was this worth it, all for some baby food? It’s really close to boarding time now. I know they were just doing their job, but I hate being scrutinized for what is obviously food. Finally, they’re done. I put my bag back together and joined my family. My son asked me, “What happened mommy?” I said, “Oh they were just checking our food to make sure it’s safe.” I felt weird, like I had explain that I didn’t do anything wrong.
As I leave I see the next person behind me getting inspected and pat down too. It was another mom with bottles and baby food. But she was alone. Her kids were waiting for her as each bottle got swabbed, baby food inspected as she was asked a series of questions.
Seriously, what we have to go through for our kids! For me this time it wasn’t that big of a deal, I could have thrown it away, but I remember when my kids were babies and every drop of breast milk was priceless and there was no way I would throw it out. And what else would I have to feed my baby if they made me toss my baby food. I remember feeling really protective and would have done anything. Don’t you dare get in the way of a mom feeding her child!
Do you have any stories to share? What have you done for your kids when traveling?