We were packed up and headed out for the weekend - one of those crazily-scheduled weekends that always compels me to over-pack. As I struggled out the door toward the car, looking like a pack mule with my arms full and bags hanging from both shoulders, I looked at Bud walking happily ahead of me, his laptop bag on his shoulder and his iPad in hand.
"Hey," I called out to him. "Why is it that I'm carrying everything and you're carrying nothing?"
Bud spun around and made his way back to me. "I don't know," he said.
"How exactly did this happen?" I joked.
He turned his face to mine and moved closer until our noses were almost touching, then raised his eyebrows and flashed me his trademark closed-mouth grin.
"Oh," I laughed. "Is it because you're so cute?"
"No," he answered. "It's just because I'm so... "
He paused, searching for the right word until he found it.