At least they’re each under 40 lbs

Tonight my mum helped me finished packing for the trip to India.

E and I managed to stick to two roll-aboard’s and our two Kelty’s for carry-on and one checked bag (almost solely diapers. Ugh). My mum has one roll-y and two checked, both of which are full of gifts for family or things for my Nana’s 80th birthday. Plus, one case is 3/4 full of clothes the boys barely wore – really like new – that can be sold to families looking for American styles, or given to those in need (of which there are many in India).

Here’s a peek at the chaos while packing and shuffling from one case to another and then a peek at the final pile:



When we finally roll out of the house tomorrow, we’ll have the two Kelty carriers, one carry-on and one checked bag each, plus odds and ends like my camera bag, and E’s satchel for his iPad, iPhone 4, old iPhone 3S, iPod touch, two backup battery packs, DVD player and… I think that might be it (can you tell he doesn’t know what to do with himself for 16 hours on a plane?!).

Now we just have to figure out a way to get all of this and our double umbrella stroller on a bus to IAD.

I swear we’re not crazy. But still, I’d appreciate if you have any tried and true voodoo chants or wishing wells that you could put to use in our names. We’re going to need all the help we can get to come home as sane as we (think we) are here.

Penny for your thoughts?