Except, unfortunately, I know our families sometimes read our blogs, so as to avoid hurt feelings and the like, I'm just going to keep most of those moments to myself.
Notice the dog, Dylan, in the lower right-hand corner? I'm sure he's thinking, "Dude, these humans are sooo weird. What are they doing with that tape?"
Here we are, almost done ghetto-ify-ing our suitcase. Good times.
(Epilogue: The tape held perfectly, all the way home.)