He's headed for Mexico!

Our 8-year-old was trying to get his 5-year-old brother to leave him alone. What better way than to tell his little brother that we are all going to Mexico.

Can't say I follow the logic. But, whatever.

As I am reading the paper at the kitchen counter, here comes the 5-year-old lugging a heavy overnight suitcase.

"Mom, I'm ready to go to Mexico," he says.

"Uhmmmm... (pause). Who told you we were going to Mexico?" I ask.

"Zayd. So I packed. But you can't carry this. It is too heavy for you," he says.

The five-year-old shows me the contents of his suitcase. He has all of the essentials: Two stuffed animals, four books, a blanket and his swimsuit. 

He has obviously been to Mexico before.