Number 3 packed up all his stuff for Zones last night.
He had to have two bags packed — his swim backpack with his stuff for the pool and then another bag with pajamas and regular clothes and some extra towels.
This morning I checked to make sure he had everything he needed before he left.
The only thing missing was his toothbrush.
“Go get your toothbrush,” I said to him.
“Why?” he asked. “We’re only going for four days.”
Oh. My. God.
At first I was hoping he’d come home with some good memories and all the clothes he had brought with him.
But now I’m just hoping he comes home with all of his teeth.