We've been seriously slack in our packing agenda during the past week. Miles and I have been whiny babies, grumpily stating that we can't pack this or that just yet. The toothbrushes are still out. Miles swears that he still needs to wear underwear every day. Our packing options have been limited. But, now that we have less than a week left, things have changed. The rest of the kitchen can get packed up while we live on a diet of McDonald's ice cream cones. Miles can go commando.