We’re getting down to the wire around here. Saturday ended up being kind of a wash, but Sunday was spent making last minute errands around town for a few things we want or need to have before we leave for our trip. Now that it’s close, the days are flying by. Wednesday will be here before you know it. And whenever I even so much as THINK about it, my stomach starts to hurt.
I’m definitely nervous. Definitely excited. Definitely nervous.
Wednesday will be a struggle but I am determined to enjoy it as best I can. What’s enjoyable about flying across country with two toddlers? I hope to have an answer for that after this trip is over. I hope for naps. Nice, long, peaceful naps. I hope for short lines at airport security and a simple-ish way to cart two heavier than hell carseats through two airports… one of which I know my way around and the other… well… not so much. I hope for a hassle-free car rental. I hope for easy directions (in the dark!) to the condo we’re staying the night in. I hope for children who will be so exhausted from the trip (even though they slept the whole way) that they’ll sleep like angels despite the unfamiliar conditions.
I hope for a lot, apparently.
In the meantime, I hope for packing wisdom. I’ve not done so well with that so far, sadly. My method of packing has involved tossing garments at the respective suitcases. Also, I have been wondering where half of my clothes went. I don’t have the heart to tell myself that this is all I’ve got. Whoops.
Bathing suits, sunscreen, shorts, t-shirts… it’s all swimming in my head.
Don’t forget the passports! Don’t forget the iPhone chargers! Don’t forget the camera! Batteries! Memory cards!
Ugh.
And, wouldn’t you know it, Evie won’t nap.
There’s so much to remember that I’m sure I’ll forget it. In the meantime… I have a headache. Help?
Maybe I need a vacation from my vacation, huh?
I’ll try to post tomorrow but… the way things are going, I’m not going to count on it. If you don’t hear from me before then, I’ll be back on the 14th or so. Don’t miss me too much!
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you are going to have soooo much fun!!! do you need anything like for me to get your mail? let me know…
Just you and Kile promise yourselves and each other that you won’t stress out. Anything you forget, you should be able to buy on the trip. If you guys stress out, the kids will. If you can’t feel it, pretend it. We took a 2 week camping trip to Colorado with a 3 year old and a 9 month old. There were crazy moments. Horrible moments. And wonderful moments
But the two of us being determined to just roll with what came to us made it so much better for everyone. You are going to have fun! One way or another, it’ll work out!! And you’ll all be having breakfast with Mickey and enjoying the ocean soon 
Hope you have a blast!!
Lisa is right – the kids will feel your desperation and stress and feed on it. Also, less crap is better. Trust me. I have spent years watching parents struggle with everything and kitchen sink – then they wonder why their kids are freaking out. Because the parents are so worried about all of their crap, they don’t pay attention to the kids. This is why I take only exactly what I need. There are very true emergencies for which you can pack. Real emergencies are best left to EMTS. :-)
And important! Let Liam run around the gate in the airport – he will need to run some steam off if you want him to relax on the plane. Yes, it is a pain keeping an eye on an 3 year old in an airport, but they NEED to run. And airports are fun with so much to see.
Once you’re there, you won’t remember any of this, you’ll be having TOO MUCH FUN!!
Even I think that you should kind of sign an agreement or something that you both will not stress out due to each other’s problems.