Me and the kids are all in a frenzy packing. Everyone has just gotten over the bad news that they can only bring one stuffed animal, not a big one and a small one, not two small ones, JUST ONE.
Tater, my second boy, is in charge of packing some cars to bring along. Every two minutes he asks, "How many cars?" I say, "Ten, dear" then we repeat this over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.......
I bought some disposable sippy cups for Baby. Princess Git Er Done reads the package and says "Tossable? Does that mean these cups are for throwing up in?" Uhhhhh....no
I could quite possibly be vegetative by Saturday.
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