This trip is going to be interesting.
*Update: Packing is (mostly) done for the THIRD TIME (someone keeps taking everything out of the suitcase whenever my back is turned. Max and Maggie are employing that technique where each blames the other and therefore neither one can be prosecuted. Little do they know that my respect for the letter of the law is minimal, and that I would be more than willing to throw them both in the slammer and let God sort out which of them belongs there). Max just packed his own little backpack, mostly with legos (the cornerstone of any truly comprehensive travel kit), and earnestly said, "Mama? Mama! We are going to Canada in an airplane! Is it an adventure, Mama?"
"Every day is an adventure with you", I told him sentimentally.
"But every day is not an adventure", he replied. Not much of a sentimentalist, my young son.
Canada, I hope you've been getting lots of rest and taking your vitamins, 'cause here we come!