Holding on or letting go?

A little boy, all of 4 possibly, squirms in his seat on a flight.

The squirming is possibly some restlessness due to lack of movement, the delay in the flight taking off and his wanting to attend to nature's call.

Quite promptly (and assertively must say) he brings it to the notice of his mother. Mother directs him to go to the toilet. When the little boy attempts to do so, he is stopped by the airhostess since the flight is about to take off. He is politely and firmly escorted back to his seat by the airhostess.

The kid continues to be restless, while his mother tells him to wait fot 5 min. The 5 minutes seem like eternity to the little boy and now he turns aggressive. He lashes his arm out at his mother, the food tray, the window shade and the seat belt. 

Mother asks him to hold it in for 2 more minutes. This is probably where some threshold has been crossed. The boy points to his watch (I am pretty sure he can't tell time) and knows it's been much longer than the requested 2 or 5 minutes.

He threatens to pee inside the flight. Mother gets nervous now. She is as helpless as the little boy. The flight stands still waiting for take-off. 12 minutes have passed. 

"Don't pee here; I don't have extra clothes", she says. She fishes out a water bottle from the seat cover, "Here! Pee in this", she tells the boy.

The boy has been toilet trained now. He is scandalised! He can't imagine peeing in the bottle.

The flight takes off and lingers in the air. The seatbelt sign is still on. 

Desperation mounts - not only in the boy but also the mother (also me actually who's witnessing this).

Mother stands up. Airhostess rebukes her attempt saying she can't help it either - the seatbelt sign is on. 

Time crawls and another eon passes by. The peak of a natural instinct has reached. Unknowingly, I hold my breath.

As the plane soars into the sky, heaven smiles at the boy, rewarding him for his perseverance - the seatbelt sign is turned off.

Mother and son bounce off their seats and rush to the toilet. A disaster is averted. A few minutes later two happy, relieved faces return to their seats. 

I sigh with relief too! Well...seems it is quite the dilemma at all levels - to hold on or to let go...