Ever since Grandma Penny skipped town, Ava has played Plane-Ride-to-Paris. This consists of packing up ponies, barrettes, books, dolls, socks, and flashcards into a gypsy assortment of purses and bags, then dragging these bags along with her animal entourage out the living room. She loads them up on the brown, velvet 747 that is taxied in our living room and then proceeds to fly them non-stop to Paris.
Of course by the time she has arrived at her destination, it looks more like plane wreck.
So in the evenings we play an equally fun, but not as enthusiastic game called, sort-all-your-toys-and-put-them-away. It’s nearly as exciting as pretending to travel to Paris, but not quite.
After nearly four months of transforming the living room into an airline hanger, Ava is well versed in the interworkings of transatlantic flights and how to prepare for them.
And if anything, Ava is confident. Confident in all the things that she is confident that she knows. And she knows how to pack for a plane ride to Paris.
So when Grandma Penny needed to refill her suitcase after her much-too-short visit home who better to help her than the expert.
Now Ava and Grandma hit a challenge that neither were prepared for or experienced in. Grandpa Lyle had left a sub-woofer in Grammy’s bag. It was not only large, but heavy. Ava and Grammy had to squeeze her things around the speaker without exceeding the fifty-pound limit.
After two attempts to fill, zip, drag, and weigh the suitcase, it was clear that somethings were going to have to be left behind. As the consultant, Ava tackled the problem with the intesity of a captain deciding who gets to ride on the lifeboat.
“But Grammy, you need your umbrella! It rains in Paris.”
“There’s no room for it.”
“But Grammy, you need it. It’s important. It fits right here. See.”
When Grammy pulled out her make-up bag in an attempt to rearrange, Ava bounded over to the bag and quickly rescued it.
“Grammy! You can’t leave that! You have to bring it. It’s very important. I’ll get it in. See. There.”
“See Grammy, it fits. You have to have your make-up! It’s very important.”
At three-and-a-half, Ava perceives that outer beauty is only skin-deep, so it’s best to have a good make-up bag on board.
Editor’s Note: Ava consulting services extend beyond packing and involve most aspects of domestic life, including but not limited too: pie-dough rolling, bread kneading, cookie cutting, plant watering, bath bubbling, clothes matching, dog feeding, furniture arranging, baby naming, and paper cutting. If you are in need of an “expert” on any one of these or other duties, please contact Ava at badgersontheloose@gmail.com. Rates vary on perceived experience.




Miss Ava, I really need your consulting services….i have to pack a lot and I must say, it sounds like you know what you’re doing. Also, how did you know if rains so much in Paris?!:)
Does Miss Ava have a resume of sorts? I’d love to hear the record of babies named. And who’s dog is she feeding?
How much would she charge to supervise a move?
As for the knitting, get some double pointed needles, practice knitting in the round and if you can do that you can knit socks. Also you have the perfect size little person for making things for:)
At the present time, Ava’s resume is strictly oral.
The names change daily. I will try to keep a list and post them in the future.
Ava feeds any dog at any house we are visiting. It is her strict opinion that dogs are ALWAYS hungry.
Shari, wow, I am impressed that you would consider Ava for such a venture. I assure you that she would be more than enthusiastic about taking on that kind of venture. Normally, she is happy with compensation that comes on a paper stick and is covered in wax paper wrapper. Though she may consider actual monetary payment as she is beginning to tell me what things she will buy when she has her “own money.”
Ahhh….if I had only taken a few more words of advice from Ava! I ended up weighing in at 53 pounds, 3 pounds over…..which cost me $50.00! Maybe I should have left the makeup!