Good thing that I am the one doing the packing...

We are headed out to the Outer Banks (OBX), North Carolina. A family vacation to the truest extent. We will be hosting my parents, sister, brother-in-law, two nephews, one of my best friends, her husband, and their son. For one whole week. Phew! We cannot wait. Finnley cannot wait! (well, she doesn't really know she is going or what it all means, but if she did know...she would be beyond excited! TRUST ME!)

I spent the whole day running around, doing laundry, packing, packing some more, getting sprayed tan (seriously, it is necessary as the whitest woman on the planet), organizing other stuff, then packing that other stuff, then packing a few more stuffs. You get the idea. Who hasn't done it? Adding a kiddo to the mix certainly complicates the whole process, but in the end it is obviously all worth it.

The one thing I am still thankful for at this point, though? That "said kiddo" cannot pack for herself. If it was up to her, she would be wearing clunky pink rain boots with skirts on a 90 degree humid hell-oven of a day. You know, just like she did today.

For the record, I am leaving the rain boots at home. Shhhhhh....don't tell Finnley!

See you all when we return!