The Journey Begins

My journey begins at the international terminal at DFW airport. While waiting in line at the ticket counter, we were behind a man, his wife, son, and tiny dog. My mom decided to ask him about the dog but he insisted that we tell him why we were all wearing matching shirts. After explaining our mission trip, he told us that he and his wife had tried to adopt a son and daughter from Mexico but it fell through and they finally got a son who was about two (remember this, a future event involves this family). Our plane was originally scheduled to board at 6:30 P.M. That did not happen. At around 6:50, we boarded the plane and the man and his family walked in front of me. I felt bad for the him because he was trying to move the baby bag AND dog carrier down the narrow isle all by himself. We finally got seated and began to taxi to the runway. All this time, there is a child screaming uncontrollably in the back of the plane. The flight attendant was making frequent trips to the back and to the cockpit so we figured something was going on. After about ten minutes, she walks back there and we hear someone yell, "Get away from my son! YOU are making him upset!". Next, the attendant storms to the cockpit and orders us to return to the gate. Apparently the man we were talking to with the dog had threatened the flight attendant and according to code, we had to turn back and get him off the plane. All the while, we are literally circling around the airport. We finally get back to the gate at about 7:30 and now she has to fill out paper work about the incident. What made it worse was that she had to get the people who witnessed the argument to sign papers to file the report and she had to walk from the front of the plane ALL the way to the back. Repeat that process about ten times. Finally, the man, wife, baby, and dog get off the plane. But we aren't done yet. Now it is about 8:20 and they are unloading the family's luggage. All I can say is thank God we weren't on a large plane because finding their luggage would have taken forever. Next, the security guard was talking to the attendant and the next thing I hear is "Do you want to press charges because then the FBI will have to come on?". I'm assuming she said no because we left shortly after that. We FINALLY took off at about 9:00. By the time we arrived it was about 11:00 and we were all exhausted, but we still had to get our bags and go through customs.