We're on the tail end of that venture right now and I'm thinking of all the things I'd rather do with 16 hours.
At this point, lots of things are coming to mind.
Like having my eyebrows waxed.
It would involve less bickering between my children because, come on, who likes a unibrow, and a lot less front seat quarterbacking. The small (and big) people in the back have constantly asked for drinks from the cooler next to me all day.
As the hours have worn on, however, they've gotten less and less confident with my ability to throw it successfully to the intended reciever.
Speaking of intended recievers, way to go Miles Austin and the 'boys!!
We listened to the whole game in the car. But, I digress.
While we're talking about drinks and road trips there are two schools of thought when it comes to that combo.
1. We're clearly on a mission to get there/home as quickly as possible, thereby beating our time from last year as well as the times of all the people we talked with who also made the same trip. Potty breaks are for suckas and dehydration can be corrected upon arrival. With an I.V. drip if necessary.
2. Time in he car is precious family time that should be savored. We stop at each state line billboard to take a family picture and potty breaks at random gas stations all across the U.S. are just part of the fun.
Trey happens to fall right in the middle, leaning a good bit toward #1. We can have all the drinks we want but don't dare say you need to use the restroom 30 minutes after a stop - That's just innefficiency and you're gonna be holding it a while.
Our favorite story is about a friend who would make road trips with her family and it never failed; just when her four very small children had fallen asleep, she'd have to go to the restroom.
Friends, desperate times call for desperate measures, and once, that woman, the epitome of feminity and good taste, put on a baby diaper and tee teed right in it while her husband drove along doin' 80. Her sacrifice thereby allowed her children to sleep and the trip to continue it's forward progress.
And the Mother of the Year award goes to...
Trey has never looked at her the same. Now, there's a little twinkle of awe and respect in his eye. And maybe a slight temptation to purchase a big pack of Huggies before our next trip.
How does your family fare in road trips. If you've got a good story, let me know. I'll be in the car another four hours or so.