Murphy's Law

We are flying to Turkey on Sunday afternoon. So what does my Kid do this morning? He gets sick. Fever 39.5 C. He is sleeping now having taken a bunch of pills and there are more pills in his future. Because we're going!!! (he said).

In the meantime he's been busy packing his suitcase everyday this week. The finished product usually looks like this:

or like this:

I haven't even started packing yet. I'm putting little piles of clothing on a trunk in the bedroom adding and subtracting as I go. My vacation wardrobe mostly consists of stripes. Wide stripes, narrow stripes, red stripes, blue stripes. And denim. 

My biggest debate with myself is which shoes I should take. I'm taking three pairs plus flipflops for wearing in the house. So far I've decided to take my betulas

my old Zara flats

and my new Zara sandals. Why don't they put the sticker on the sole? It doesn't come off!

Anyway, I'm off to whip my son into shape. Will try to catch some WiFi and instagram from Marmaris.

Have a great week, everybody!