I learned I was too laissez-faire with the kids' packing on the New York trip so I supervised more carefully this time. I made each kid a specific list, had them pack, then I went through to see what they had and didn't have and made corrections. All this was put off until the last minute because the Phelps household has been an active petri dish. Eva had the flu and missed half a week of school, Lyra had a sinus infection and my sinus infection waited until the weekend to announce itself. Somehow we got it all together in time to get up at 4 am for a 6 am flight.
Bill bought each kid a computer game to play if they were civilized on the trip down. I am appalled, especially since the place we are going is full of natural wonders. I also don't want to be ugly Americans and am not confident we will have electricity anyway.
At 11 pm the night before we are supposed to leave, Bill realizes that the binoculars he brought in for Eva to pack are AWOL (i.e. not in their case) and Will's computer game, which Bill specifically instructed him not to touch, is not with Eva's in the Mac bag. ARGH. We decide not to mention this in the morning since it will cause histrionics and delay us getting to the airport. As a final thought, I check Will's carryon bag and find both the binoculars and the game. Where did this fit of organization come from?
The kids woke up without complaint when they realized we were going to the airport and not to school. We are headed to Chaa Creek in Belize and are staying in the camp by the Macal River.
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