And I'm not talking about the Pixies song...
We just arrived in San Diego for Passover Seder and Easter brunch. East-over or whatever... Peaster? Anyway, after three hours of traffic we arrived. We unpacked and ooooops, FORGOT Archer's suitcase. No clothes. No diapers. No nothing. The kid has the clothes on his back. He's like a small college student pulling a weekend study session in the ENC.
Not surprising I remembered to bring seven of Archer's hats. That was all. Dude has a hat for every hour and one shirt to last three days.
"Whatever you do, just focus on the kid from the neck up, mmmkay?"
WTF? I suck.