This is what is takes for us to get home. Stuff strung all the way from the kitchen to the hallway.
Buddy food. Because Buddy won't eat dog food. Because mom has spoiled him. And suckered me into it too.
Snacks for the way home. Sometimes they help, usually they don't. But it's worth a shot.
Humidifier for sick kid. And another one next to it for the other sick kid. Snow boots in case it snows. Vitamins. Protein.
Laptop for Greg to fix. Glasses. Clothes. Socks. Pj's. Forgot Charlie's underwear, but remembered Buddy food.
























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