Every night after the boys go to sleep, I'm like Hey. I should pack boxes now. But then I finish cleaning up the kitchen and go upstairs with Adam and read blogs or we watch Wipeout on hulu. The other day, Adam started packing up the board games in our coffee table and Henry pulled each game out and opened the boxes they were in and created a greater mess than the one with which we started.
Packing is silly. Once my Mom is here, she can just finish it all. Kinda like my 3rd grade science project.