Packing

We decided to take off today for a quick over-night trip to the beach.
Just for fun I told Ava to go pack her suitcase.
This is what she came back with.

A suitcase full of diapers.
Not clothes, not toys, just diapers.

Apparently she is not planning on giving these things up anytime soon.

Clearly I need to work on this.

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