Sticks and Stars

We leave for the airport in three hours. I guess I should probably start packing.

Yesterday when I was explaining to my turns-five-years-old-tomorrow the process we’d go through at airport security, I told him that the purpose was to make sure that no one brought anything on the plane that might hurt the plane. “Like a crab?” he asked.

Usually I can pretty quickly navigate the twists and turns his brain takes to get to some of his less expected comments, but that one left me entirely without a response.

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