Now, being adequately prepared for multiple situations is a great thing, especially when you have a little person traveling along with you. However, I had been doing my share of grumbling under my breath recently about the size of the bag my beautiful wife was packing to bring along with us. Even in those instances when we were merely traveling a few blocks to complete errands this bag would accompany us.
Not only did the over the shoulder bag in question contain one full change of clothes, but it also included another short and long sleeve shirt, a fleece hoodie, a gallon sized plastic bag filled with spare underwear, diaper rash cream, wipes, and first aid supplies. Add to that a bento box filled with spare snacks, and a front zippered pocket which stored our camera, her wallet and cell phone, hand sanitizing lotion, checkbook (yes we still have one), bib clips, sunglasses, two to three tubes of sunblock, a toy car or two, and at least one board book.
But that wasn't all. To top it all off, the pockets on either end of the bag contained an umbrella and Lukas' full 20 oz water bottle! I'm fairly certain that if there had been a natural disaster, or perhaps even a apocalyptic terrorist attack nearby, we would have been well enough equipped to ride out the initial shock waves for days wherever we happened to be positioned at the time.
Why was I grumbling? Well, who do you think was designated to carry around this ever increasingly heavy bag which, by the way, was starting to bust at its canvas seams?
Bingo! It was yours truly, Sherpa Dad.
I'm not exaggerating when I say this felt like carrying a bowling ball on my back and was beginning to give me a serious back ache. I probably would have been better off if we had just packed all of these provisions into one of those large backpacks you see serious hikers sporting when leaving for a week in the bush. At least then the weight would have been evenly distributed, not just slung over my shoulder pulling all my back muscles out of whack.
I do, however, think my protests are beginning to find an audience with Mrs. LIAFY. Plus, she has had more opportunities recently to spend time out and about with only herself and Lukas which had obviously emphasized the point of how heavy and awkward the bag had actually gotten.
The fortuitous result of this manifested itself a couple of nights ago when I came home from work to find Mrs. LIAYF and Lukas waiting for me to arrive so we could head out for a trip to our local grocery store.
Though it needed a bit of adjusting, Lukas - with a big smile - was proudly sporting this more sparsly provisioned bag with only the most essential items:
Let me tell you, that was one extremely liberating trip to the grocery store.