I pulled all the bags out of the storage to pack them with my kid's clothing. "Jack help me" I shouted from storage as I needed help to carry them to our room.    "Coming cupcake," he shouted from downstairs. He came to the storage room and then looked at me and the bag with confusion.    "Cupcake, why do we need so many bags?" he said, eyeing all the five bags in front of me.    "To lack our clothes, what else would I want so many bags," I said while dusting the bag.    "But still don't you think there are too many," he asked, still eyeing the back.    "No they are not I need to pack all the clothes for the kids, don't you know Aiden dirty his clothes more than three ti