A 5-yr-old's Suitcase

Seeing what Spencer had packed all by himself in his little orange suitcase was one of those moments where I thought that I wasn't going to be able to take one more second of this little man growing older. He can usually be found off in his own world somewhere, which I don't know if that is a personality thing or a defense mechanism for dealing with a make-my-presence-known older brother and younger sister. But, I love seeing what he comes up with.

I knew he had packed his suitcase, but I had no idea what was in it until we got to the hotel last Thursday and he unpacked everything. By himself. Finding the perfect spot for all of his treasures.

His lantern, a necessity in any hotel:



His bouncy ball, that found a cozy home in one of the hotel glasses:



His blanket:



Superman and Wonder Woman and a cellphone:



His stuffed animals, neatly tucked by the spot he chose to sleep:



And last but certainly not least, his whistle, stashed on the bathroom vanity shelf:



You just never know when you might need one of those.

I had so much fun with my boys in the hotel. We swam until way past dinnertime, then came up and ordered room service and watch the NBA finals. Spencer fell asleep pretty quick:



But Henry would've stayed up to watch the whole game if I let him.



When he did finally fall asleep, I looked over at him and wondered, when, when, when did you get so big? He's almost the length of the bed!



He told me that night that he was going to be in the NBA. And then he asked if I would come to all of his games. And then I almost started crying because I always want him to want me around. I told him that of course I would. Wouldn't miss it for the world. To which he asked, "If I was playing would they give you free tickets?" Yep, they sure would, buddy.