The first time I took the kids to Orlando they were only 5 and 7. It was their first flight and I desperately didn't want them to be bored. They both had haversacks filled to the brim of all manner of things and were quite heavy. So much so if they had fell over backwards they would have been like beetles on their backs trying to get up again.

As it turned out they hardly used anything, just mags and puzzles books. I dread to think what the weight must have been, wouldn't be allowed now.