After hours and hours and hours of picking, deciding, putting back, pulling back out, sorting, stacking, mulling and crying, the packing got done. The mass of crap was mind-boggling and the fear that it wouldn’t fit into the truck began to set in.
It took 3 tries to get it all in the frame
After a little effort and some pushing, it went.
Once the truck got loaded, the car seat got installed, and I ran back to the house a half dozen times to grab what I *almost* forgot, it was time to say good bye. Lots of hugs and kisses were had, then we hit the road.
Mommy, Sylas, and Graham with our chariot.
Only 14 more to go before we get to Shediac, NS for some beach bumming and lobster eating!