Today I’m driving five hours with my 5-year-old son and my husband to South Lake Tahoe, where we’ll be camping with a bunch of friends.
I don’t have much to say, except that I love the way my son comes alive at this campsite. This is the place where he learned the word “friend” and learned about the joy of jumping off of tree stumps. Every time he goes to this campsite, he feels joy. He grows. He thrives.
I’m leaving in less than two hours and I haven’t packed yet. FULL DISCLOSURE: my husband is packing all of the food and camping gear. And I already packed up my kid’s stuff. So now it’s just down to me. I’ll be gone Fri-Sat-Sun.
So I’m going to packing list at you. Just because that’s what’s on my mind.
Three pairs of underwear
Four pairs of socks
Two pairs of yoga pants
One pair of loose and comfy jeans
Three soft knit tee-shirts
One light and foldy jacket
Three comfy camisoles or sports bras – THIS WEEKEND, THE GIRLS SHALL BE FREE-ISH
Book for car ( Rendevous With Rama by Arthur C. Clarke)
Phone speaker for Audible book (NOW SOLICITING RECS FOR BOOKS THAT WILL ENTERTAIN THE WHOLE FAMILY)
Am I missing anything important?