Really I don’t. The boys and I leave Friday for Kansas, to meet my Mom, Dad, Sister, Grandma, Aunt/Uncle/Kid, Aunt/Uncle, latter Aunt/Uncle’s two Kids (my cousins) and one second Cousin. PHEW. I’m excited. I haven’t seen my Grandma and Aunt/Uncle on my Dads side since, well, high school graduation? No, once when Bren was about 1.5 years old, and I was preggo with Zach. So about 5 years.
I have to finish (err, start) cleaning, pack, get my oil changed, clean my car, hang the dvd players, print my road map, etc etc etc.
I would’ve started before today, but it took so long to find the perfect boots on eBay. Darn you eBay!
Oh, and yes I finally did send in my camera. GRRR. I bought it last December, and this summer my lackadaisical babysitter let they boys have a hay day with it, and broke it. I finally sent it in, and due to “physical damage (no shit)” the warranty is void, and it will cost $97 to fix it. Well damn, I just paid over $200 for it! Crap. So I’ll take Molly’s camera to Kansas at least, while I decide what to do with mine.