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.