Entitled Mom Breaks My Daughters iPad on a Flight, And Regrets It Fast

I was on a flight with my five-year-old daughter, Ella, who was quietly absorbed in her favorite show on her iPad with headphones on. The gentle hum of the airplane provided a peaceful backdrop to our journey—until I noticed a young boy sitting across the aisle repeatedly glancing at her screen. His curiosity soon turned into whining, growing louder with each passing minute. Before I could fully process what was happening, a woman—whom I later dubbed “Entitled Mom”—tapped me on the shoulder. In a tone that dripped with condescension, she said, “We’re being responsible by not giving our son any screen time on this trip. Can you please put your iPad away? It’s upsetting him.”

I was taken aback. “No, thank you,” I replied firmly, “Ella is perfectly calm and enjoying her show.” Her smile vanished instantly, replaced by a sneer as she muttered loud enough for nearby passengers to hear, “Some parents can’t say no these days. It’s no wonder kids are spoiled,” implying that our family trip was being ruined by my daughter’s screen time.

I tried to ignore her haughty attitude, but it wasn’t long before the situation escalated. Mid-flight, her son’s tantrum grew louder and more disruptive, catching the attention of several passengers. Then, as if to punctuate her earlier demands, she “accidentally” knocked over Ella’s tray, sending the iPad crashing to the floor. “Oops, so clumsy of me!” she exclaimed with a smirk that made it clear she had intended no remorse. In an instant, Ella’s cheerful expression gave way to tears, and I felt a surge of anger while trying to maintain my composure. There was nothing I could do in the moment—she had played the accident perfectly, feigning innocence while our daughter wept.

I took a deep breath and shifted my focus to comforting Ella, reassuring her as best I could. I silently vowed that karma would eventually catch up with Entitled Mom. And surprisingly, it did sooner than expected. Not long after her disruptive “accident,” her son broke into uncontrollable crying. Amid his tears, he confessed that he felt terribly sorry about what had happened to Ella’s iPad. For a moment, his genuine remorse softened the stern façade of his mother, whose face paled as she realized her actions had affected her own child in an unexpected way.

In that fleeting moment, a mix of satisfaction and pity welled up inside me, but my priority remained Ella’s comfort. As I was about to rise and retrieve a backup toy from the overhead bin, a kind flight attendant approached us. Sensing our distress, she offered Ella a small stuffed airplane from the airline’s collection. The transformation on Ella’s face was instantaneous—her tears subsided as she hugged the toy tightly, a smile returning to her eyes. Quietly, the flight attendant confided in me that she would be reporting the incident to her superiors, hinting that Entitled Mom might soon face consequences for her behavior.

As the flight continued and we prepared to land, I noticed a subtle change in Entitled Mom’s demeanor. She was now trying to engage with her son, perhaps realizing that her strict approach had backfired. Her son, still looking a bit guilty yet relieved after his outburst, had finally calmed down. When it came time to disembark, I caught a glimpse of her across the aisle, and to my surprise, she mouthed a sheepish “Sorry.”

Despite the turbulence of the trip, the flight ended on a note of cautious hope. As Ella and I stepped off the plane, she clutched her new toy and looked up at me with a hopeful twinkle in her eye. “Mom, can we fly again soon?” she asked, her voice filled with innocent optimism. I smiled, realizing that even in the midst of challenges, moments of resilience, forgiveness, and the kindness of strangers made every journey worthwhile.