Packing and dressing

I had been slowly packing for the trip for weeks. I had a list of things I needed and slowly collected them over the weekends and weekdays leading up to the trip. I spent one night taking out all the kids’ long sleeve shirts and realized without Miss Ashley’s presents Jory would truly be lacking in the long sleeve shirt department.

I wasn’t going to dress the girls alike and then I thought, who am I kidding. I found identical shirts (thank you God for Children’s Place awesome sales) for most of the days we would be gone. I thought about picking random long sleeve shirts for them to wear, but that was a dumb idea so I decided we could move from identical shirts to theme shirts. They both had shirts that said, “I’m a big/little sister” and ones that in different ways said, “I’m madly in love with my grandma.” Theme shirts worked for me. Having Irish twins so rocks!!!

Their cousin sent them neon green shoelaces with hearts on them which fit perfectly into their white, Stride Rite like walking shoes. You would be able to see their feet coming from miles away.

My biggest hiccup came when trying to decide what everyone should wear to the airport. At the eleventh hour, I thought jogging suits. Those are simple to put on, easy to sleep, since our flight left at 6AM I decided it was going to be the kids’ Black Friday, which meant sleeping in their clothes. But you know what stores aren’t selling in May- - jogging suits. So my dream died fast and furiously on three identically dressed children moving through LAX. Thanks to a late sent birthday present for Rowan, she and Layla could at least both have on purple jogging suits. Then I remembered Jory’s lined jogging pants that were a little too big, but I figured it would go with the jogging suit theme. Luckily everyone had a white turtleneck so we were set with outfits for the airport. And since everyone had dark blue turtlenecks thanks to their school’s uniform colors, on the way home, I decided they would wear dark blue jeans and the turtlenecks. So they wouldn’t be dressed identically, but at least they’d be dressed similarly.

So glad God put it on my heart to have kids close in age. How would be able to accomplish these clothing feats if my kids were years apart in ages?