Secretly packing with a 4.9 year old in the house requires skills I probably should not posses.
You know, like sneaking around, lying, hiding things, planning elaborate schemes to keep him occupied and work around him. Maybe watching Spy Kids 100 times paid off!
He thinks Brian just left with Kona to drop him off for a hair cut, but really he's heading to the kennel. He thinks I just started collecting Disney greeting cards, but really inside the card it says "We are going to Disneyland", and Sophie will be reading it after school today. He thinks my room must be really messy because I have been in there cleaning all day, but really I've been packing. He thinks I keep a bag of his favorite food next to my bed and wont share any with him, but its really the kids favorite treats that we keep in the hotel for snacks. He thinks Brian and I really like listening to the 50th Anniversary Disney music disc because we really really love to sing The Tiki Room song and It's a Small World while driving the girls to school in the morning, but really....oh, wait....we actually do love to do that.
4 hours left of pretending I don't actually love sneaking around in my own house, then we blast off!