Suitcase Sleigh!

Dave got home Sunday morning, but unfortunately his golf clubs didn't make it home with him. Southwest assured him they were not "really" lost, and they would deliver them soon. So, Dave left the airport and came home to unpack his suitcase. It's actually my suitcase. It's a special suitcase. I bought it with "my own money" shortly after I started working for Stockamp 9 years ago. It's a "Tumi" - the luggage of the serious business traveler. I thought I was SO hip for having a suitcase just like my boss's, boss's, boss's, boss. It even has my initials on the front! For a long time, I wouldn't even left Dave use my special suitcase. And, back then, I didn't call it a suitcase, it was "the Tumi." But, times goes on, and I realize it is just a suitcase, so I've started letting Dave use it. (Although, I do still yell at him when he stuffs it full, as that's how suitcase zippers get broken! And, truth be told, I think I would cry if something happened to my suitcase that has traveled with me far and wide all these years.) Anyway, Dave took my prized suitcase with him on his trip, and returned it safely. Once he was unpacked, he left if on the bed. When Lawson came upstairs for a bath last night, I let him run around naked for just a few minutes. He ran into our bedroom, and I was a few steps behind. When I came in, he was in my Tumi, naked! He was riding it like a sleigh! It was so cute; I yelled downstairs for Dave to get the camera, but Law had jumped out before we could find the camera. When I walked over closer, I was shocked to find my son had tee-teed in the Tumi!! I had to laugh! I guess this is what Lawson thinks about Mommy traveling so much! He's like little Calvin on the back of all those trucks urinating on "Chevy!"