Tomorrow, we are going back to France. A week has passed in what seemed like a few days. I am nervous about the suitcases. I have them sitting in a row one behind the other. We will be taking six suitcases. The rest will be made up of three car seats two of which will be used on the plane for Sweet Bear and Petite Clown, a bag for diapers and snacks with a change of clothes for each child (just in case), a small backpack full of children’s books and a large backpack full of our important papers.
I am going to check the papers again to be sure we have everything. I will go through the girls clothes one last time making sure that I am not taking shirts they will not need while making sure they have enough for school.
Passports and tickets are all accounted for.
We are as ready as we will ever be.
I am nervous and happy at the same time.
I wish my Angel was going with us.