JEEZ! What a bad son I am - I made my mom carry my stuff, and I didn't pay for anything during my visit!!! OK, I guess I bought a couple of Starbucks coffees and a Danish or two, but...that was about it. When it came time to eat meals, my pockets were suddenly, magically sewn shut.
But, I guess my parents didn't really seem too concerned about my freeloading. I mean, they looked pretty happy to me.