Prepping... Meet Pack-Pack!

I'm getting ready to fly on the big airplane next week and go back to Iowa to visit my birthfamily.  Mom says I need to start pulling my weight on these trips, so she and Daddy took me to REI to find just the right thing.   I call him "pack-pack", and I want to take him everywhere.  Who knew you could take all of your most precious possessions and carry them like a pack mule!  Brilliant!   All this time I just thought Mom's purse was magic, and produced anything I needed.   Now I have to carry it around myself... sheesh!

* Side note:  Mom and Dad singing in the car on the way home.  I was way past nap time, and these two were on my last nerve.   Unbelievable.