Mohawks and Dirty Diapers is taking a couple of days off.
We are boarding the choo choo train to the faraway land of…Pennsylvania, to visit the in-laws.
So after carefully choosing every item necessary to feed, change and entertain the little monster and after packing enough crap to last me a month in the desert, I’m proud to announce that it only took me about 3 hours, from start to finish! Not bad…huh?!
Total of days away from home: 3.
Total bags: 3, plus diaper bag and stroller.
Total amount of bags for my husband and I: Half (no joke).
Total amount of outfits for Luca: 18 (in case vomiting or diarrhea strikes and we are left in the middle of nowhere. To which I’m not quite sure why we would need all these clothes anyway….but you know, better be safe).
Total amount of diapers: 35.
Total amount of toys: A whole bag (in case I will have to impersonate different cartoon characters, for the joy of all the other passengers).
I also, involuntarily grabbed Vogue, Bazaar and my journal, but then quickly realized that I was just kidding myself.
Like I would seriously have the time to read or write….ever again?
Well…let’s look at it this way folks: I have exactly 17 years, 3 months, 16 days, 1 hour, 29 minutes and…5 seconds until I get my freedom back.
Does that make me a bad mommy?