Rantings and Ravings
As you read this, I will just have gotten home from a trip to Phoenix and back. What a long drive it is. Road trips are not one of my favorite things to do.
I was never a fan of sitting for hours in a car anyway. It was a bit more tolerable when it was only my husband and I, but now we have the kids in the back seat. What an ordeal.
I do thank technology for the traveling DVD player. A friend of ours, whose kids have long grown up, tried to make us feel bad for using one. He said he played car games with his kids when they traveled.
I did too when I first raised my kids as there weren't any DVD players (or DVD's) at the time. Now you just have to get by the "what movie will play first" fight. After a trip or two of listening to Charlotte's Web, we have invested in ear phones for each of them.
When they are not watching a movie we still play games like "I spy with my little eye" but that grows old when they become more and more obscure with what they spy to try and keep you guessing. And they cheat and change it if you guess too quickly.
The kids bring along a plethera of toys, but any more most toys make very annoying sounds as they are played with and very soon you are ready to chuck them out the window while driving at 75 miles an hour.
Then there is the whole potty thing. No matter when you stop, one of them will refuse to go to the bathroom. You can threaten all you want that you won't stop again for at least an hour, but it is usually just 10 minutes before the one that didn't have to go can no longer hold it and you are pulling off the side of the road watching the slow moving semi you just passed go by.
Lunch stops are choosen for the play areas and the possible prize in the box, not for the food wanted. Those stops are never quick either. As soon as the food hits the table, someone is boobing that they really wanted something else and are not hungry. They never get the toy they really wanted either.
Luckily after lunch is usually nap time for both. They are bored and cranky and fall asleep rather quickly.
Once they are snoozing we make up a bit of time because we don't have to stop so often. I usually drive during that time, because my husband does not like breaking up the fights and would rather drive when they are awake and combative.
I am usually pretty grumpy by then and have to fight the urge to put the pedal to the metal and edge my speed up to about a 150 mph to get us there quicker.
One more movie and 700 times to hear the "How long before we are there?" question and we arrive without any real incidents.
I need a Star Trek transporter before our next trip. I wonder if there are any for sale on E-bay?