I used to be a good packer. I don’t remember ever forgetting something significant when I went to summer camp, sleeping over somewhere, or even vacations with the family. That has changed a bit in the past twelve months, and I’ve got to break the bad streak.
When we went North Carolina I forgot the adult toothpaste. Thankfully I remembered our mouthwash because the kid’s toothpaste really didn’t make my mouth feel clean. I also forgot our Bibles! It was a funny feeling to sit in church and look up the verses on my iPod. I don’t know if they thought we were hi-tech or just weird.






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