Helping mom pack. Actually just throwing everything out of the suitcase that I put in....my sweet eighties suitcase by the way.
Ugh. Packing. Ugh. Not a fan.
I have a love hate relationship with packing. Too much? Too little? Ugh. The countdown begins for Montana or bust.....two days. How in all things that are holy do you pack for ten hour days in a car besides lots of DVD's and sedatives...for me of course, not the children. Brody decided to help me while Baylor was glued to Thomas on the t.v (this being a rare occasion that I use a DVD as a babysitter) It's probably going to take me two days to get everything in order and ready. We rented a minivan (JUST for the space...there will be no minivan buying anytime soon) and don't pick that up until Wednesday morning so all of our gear is stashed in the front room. Fun times.
SIDE NOTE: Baylor pooped in the toilet again last night (at home) through much bribery. Hopefully he is not going to expect a train every time he decides to relieve himself because we'll be mighty broke. Needless to say, we're thrilled with BM in toilet. Enough poo talk.
Now back to my packing!!!