Kids, seriously. I'm trying to pack. I know I'm forgetting things. I need to tidy up, finish laundry, prep lunches, leave "I love you, I miss you" post-it notes around the house. But you want me to snuggle and play instead!! Oh wait! You will be fine if I leave the house a mess? If your clothes aren't picked out, ready to grab and go? If I don't remember to put a surprise "Look at the moon at the same time as me" note on your pillowcase? Your chubby little arms reach for me to "hold you, mama." To be present. I'm leaving soon, and with completely capable sitters. So let's soak up more snuggles, play trains and listen to Frozen again. Who cares if I forget something. San Diego does have a Target.
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