*This post contains no actual advice about how to pack for a family holiday. Just in case you were concerned.
So the best way I find is to draw up a list.
To ensure that no items are possibly missed.
Note all the possessions of which you can think,
Including the frequently missed kitchen sink.
Lay all the things carefully, out on the floor.
Think “I’m sure that’s too much!?”
… And then go pack some more!
It might well be August but what if it snows?
Grab the earmuffs for luck,
And the sledge?
…In it goes!
“And what if it floods?” You ask.
What shall you do?
It would maybe be prudent to pack a canoe?
Bikinis and hats, 5 of each should be fine.
Umbrellas and parasols.
(At the same time.)
Take ALL of the outfits.
It’s okay. They’re quite small.
They might spill their food or be sick after all?
And what about jackets and raincoats and shoes?
Best just take them all then eh?
So they can choose.
It’s good to let small people pack their own toys.
To help them grow up into smart girls and boys.
This small right of passage should not be denied,
But you might be alarmed when you unpack and find:
An old cardboard box and just one princess shoe,
A pine cone, 6 bottle tops, play-doh and glue?
Then 3 minutes later, the stuff that they’ve stored,
Will be kicked to one side as they state that “They’re bored!”
But still, soldier on, there is much more to take.
There might not be shops there?
There might not be cake?
An epic first-aid kit the size of a whale,
In case they get sneezy, or burny, or pale.
Don’t be phased by The Hub as he walks through the door,
To find half of the world on your living room floor.
Just whine that “You neeeed it!” and call him a star,
Then give him a nudge to get packing the car.
Let the challenge of champion Tetris begin!
It is “Man vs Car” and a toss up who’ll win!?
In no time the boot will be fit to explode
And will groan with the weight of it’s “All vital!” load
Then it’s best to do one final sweep of each room.
As to omit an item would be to foredoom!
Pack all of the items from each single shelf.
… Then completely forget to pack clothes for yourself!
Not one top.
Thanks v much to Annette of 3 Little Buttons, Bridget of Bridie By The Sea and Nicola of All Things Spliced for their support in my moment of need. I realised when I was 3 hours drive from home and of course “Waaaaed!!” at them via twitter. They felt my pain (for about a minute) and then immediately suggested that I write a poem about it. You guys are the best. Well you – and Sainsbury’s clothing department in Oswestry!