Todd will tell you I’m a very organized person. And that was the crux of my packing frenzy. Or anxiety.
We’re not quite sure where the time is going these last couple of days, but I think things are getting checked off faster than they are being added to our checklist.
And don’t ask me about messes. Because this phase of parenting is kind of always a mess. But the stage of our house was a little scary with little piles in most rooms for the last 4 weeks.
Van life is not pretty folks. Honest stage of our garage:



Our girls are quite good at occupying themselves. But, it is 3x more distracting to pack when they ask you where their headband is or they want to play with the item you are hiding till the 10th day of “5 hour driving days.”

Deep Breaths.