When we were packing to go to PA for Thanksgiving, M walked up to me and said,
M: This time I'm not going to be a square.
Me: (Hmm...) What do you mean?
M: Well, last time we packed, T was fair and I was square.
Me: Oh. Why is that?
M: Because he packed lots of fun toys--he was fair. I packed boring stuff--square. So this time we're going to be fair and fair.
Me: That sounds like a great idea... :)