I've got three lists that I keep adding to for our vacation. One for food items, one for camping/general comfort, one for kid stuff. This is not counting the clothes/shoe list. And Mitch is all, "When I was in the Peace Corps I would head out with nothing but a liter of water, my sleeping bag, and my swiss army knife, and be just fine for days. Why do you have to stress so much?"
I know, right? Like, he should totally go suck a Peace Corps egg. What I really want to do is send him and four young children out into the woods with five sleeping bags, five water bottles, and one swiss army knife, and say, "See you in a few days!" Especially since my children can't make it an HOUR without a fricking bowl of goldfish crackers.
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