Charming encounter with a pragmatic young man

Friday, 4:30 p.m., that evening, in the usual hustle and bustle of the kindergarten corridors, thunderous shouts of "Have a good holiday!" rang out.

There are those who will take the train, others the plane, some the car… They are going to their grandparents', to my sister's, to ski, to the countryside or to the sun, in short: they are going!

Milo, a pragmatic little boy of four and three-quarters, is going to take the train with his parents for three and a half hours. He's packing his bag, giving us time to observe him and ask him a few questions:

Are you packing your bag for the holidays?

Yes, we're going to take the train tomorrow. It's the big train, it goes super fast!

What do you put in your bag?

Well, here are my things for the train!

What are your things for the train? Would you mind showing me?

Of course! I brought my rainbow unicorn because my big dragon doesn't fit. There's my remote-controlled car, but I don't think Dad will approve, my story box, my book, my pencil case, and my headphones. I'll put my cuddly toy in later because I want to cuddle it again.

Do you still have room in it?

Yes, I'll pack my picnic and water bottle for lunch. Since we're having our picnic on the train, we brought crisps!

And you're the one wearing all that?

Yes, of course! They're my toys! Sometimes I roll the suitcase too, but it's really big, so Mom takes it, and when I'm too tired, I sit on it. But my bag is the right size for me; I can take it with me all the time.

Did you choose your bag yourself?

No, Santa brought it to me. It's so cool because there are loads of dinosaurs : that one's a Stegosaurus because it has scales on its back. It's friends with that one, they're laughing. I'm really good at drawing Diplodocus! And unicorns too!