bags are packed...

not zipped.   but packed.  Avery wanted to get everything ready for San Francisco on her own this time.  She assured me, "I got it mom". 

I could hear her huffing and puffing down the hallway only to find her pressing her entire body weight on top of her suitcase in attempt to zip it.  She had packed enough to move to San Francisco, not to visit.

I took a closer peek at the contents inside and this is what I found:

7 rolled cardigans (first question: who taught her to roll her sweaters?  And are 7 necessary?)
4 pairs of skinny jeans
pillow pet
cowboy boots
2 pairs of house slippers
4 sets of flannel pajamas (is it Christmas already?)
17 bows/ barrettes/ flower headbands
a ziploc bag of pretzels (cause I'm sure those are rare up north!)
a wool peacoat (I'm sorry but does Antartica sound the same as San Francisco?)
6 sparkley belts (ya never know, she might have drastic weight loss and need help keeping her britches up)...
tennis shoes
ballet flats
gladiator sandals
and last but not least a fedora.

Did I mention we are only going for 3 days?

The funny thing is Hunter and Davin could have packed all of their belongings in one Target shopping bag and probably still had room to spare... BOYS!