For twelve days, Brad and I packed two bags each (one with regular clothes, the other with running stuff); the big boys have one bag, J has one bag, and Roo has one bag.

The 10-year-old girl? Four bags, one “just for my shoes.”

And the kicker? She’s flying home with Grandma and Buck, so we’re stuck with at least half of it on the trip back.

I can tell you whose stuff is getting chucked first if we run out space for souvenirs, that’s for sure…

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