The kids were totally unimpressed that someone other than themselves in our household received a present today. Little heathens.
I did this: Opened the box. Looked at it quickly. Closed the box. Contemplated what to make for dinner. Opened the box. Looked at it quickly. Closed the box. Moved the box to the kitchen table. Thought about dinner again. Opened the box. Put on the DLBP. Thought about dinner and decided that this time I'd better act on dinner, too. Fried a kielbasa and some apples. Made kale chips. Took leftover lentils from fridge. Wondered why neither of the kids were wearing pants. Or underwear. Tried to get them to wash their hands before dinner. Failed. Greeted husband who just then returned from work. Observed with quiet satisfaction that he couldn't get them to wash their hands, either. Observed with concern that he didn't notice they were half naked. Filed this away for future reference: making lemonade by adding powder and water to a half-gallon mason jar and shaking only works if you have a liquid-tight cap. Finally sat down to dinner. Ate in the opposite of silence for a few minutes. Then:
Husband: "Why are you wearing a backpack?"
Me: "Because I like it."
Husband: "It kinda creeps me out a little."
Husband: "Because it looks like you are...gonna...like...aaaaaaahhhhh!..." (waves hands frantically) "...or something."
I wore my DLBP through dinner, bathtime, and the first stage of bedtime. I didn't take it off until it was time to put a watermelon inside.
If you are wondering, the watermelon rested in the small of my back when I wore the loaded pack. It wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't uncomfortable, either. I'd recommend a Smart Alec if you think you'll be carrying a lot of watermelons. Or perhaps an S25.