Before we left for Florida, I told each boy to pack up a backpack of things they wanted with them on the airplane. Books, toys, games - whatever could fit and whatever they wanted to carry.
The night before our flight, I took each packed backpack and went through each of its contents, understanding I would most likely have to repack each child's bag.
Aidan packed every single school book in his bag. Social studies, science and reading books. He packed homework sheets and workbooks. Being mother of the year that I am, I vetoed bringing the school books (they were heavy!) and told him to find his DS and one of his Diary of a Wimpy Kid books to read. Aidan, of course, protested.
"But, Mom, I want to read my school books! I want to read ahead! I like to do my school work!"
"Yes, Yes, I know, but your bag weighs like a hundred pounds with all these books! And it's vacation. Let's bring your DS instead, okay?"
Aidan gave a huge sigh as he took out his thick study guides and school books and repacked his bag full of video games and comic books. (I like to think I am really making a difference in my kids' lives, setting them on the right path, being a good influence. All those sort of things. Truly.)
Next, I grabbed Brennan's bag. Brennan's backpack was mysteriously, rather light. I unzipped it, peeked inside and saw three things: a pair of dress up yellow sequin sunglasses, a superman wallet stuffed with cash and a slinky.
And that tells you everything you need to know about Brennan. What more could a boy possibly need?
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