Have you ever noticed that the more children you have, the more travel becomes like unto packing up a circus, tent and all? I think we might actually haul a crib mattress, a pack and play, two fans, and a tent to my uncle's house. I haven't been there since 2002 and I have absolutely zero memory of where I slept.
It always seems like a good idea until you have to start stuffing the minivan!
(Still promises to be more fun than the Greatly Tense Wedding of 2015. Did I tell you that due to my scheduling failure, it's on the first day of school? Mother of the year! But also, whatever, it's first grade.)