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My seatmate on my flight last night was 8 yrs old and flying from Austin to Denver by himself.
He was not fascinated with everything I did, was not flattered and pleased that I talked to him, was not well-mannered (assumed I would help with with the air, lights, flight attendant call button, hold his drink, etc all without a hint of a please or thank you). He had a lisp and he drooled.
On the other hand, among the many actions he had his stuffed animal perform for my viewing pleasure was the act of eating a booger, which I considered a strong point in his favour.
The flight attendant saw me laughing and when told why just rolled her eyes and muttered "Must be a boy thing..."