Anybody ever watched Daniel Tiger and the “Tiger Family Trip”? Well, we have (about 197 times) and if you have too, that title up there goes pretty well with the theme song. Hehe… We sang it about a hundred times before and during our little Christmas road trip.
Now, I know how exciting it is to read about other people’s vacations while sitting in the comfort of your own home…not on vacation, so let me spice up your present state and tell ya about ours. ;)
Last summer, we got this fantastic idea to go to through Nebraska to Denver for Christmas…and by go to, I mean D R I V E. With four little kids. 23.5 hours. 3300 miles. Yep, like I said. Fantastic.
Well, we were all gung ho and making plans when Thanksgiving rolled in and we drove to my sisters in Florida…a seven hour trip. The drive was absolutely awful. We’ve done it before and it’s never been the easiest thanks to some antsy pants in the backseat but this time was the worst. Cecilia is a master road-tripper and will sit for hours on end with nary a complaint. Seraphia always complains that her rear hurts about an hour into any drive and every hour after. Sebastian asks the age-old question “Are we there yet?” about a thousand times an hour and Gianna just really doesn’t like to sit still for very long which leads to lots of strapped-in tantrums. Fun, fun.
So as we tumbled, drive-worn, into our house at the end of the Thanksgiving trip to Florida, our feet got frostbite with the thought of doing a trip more than three times that long in a month. Why would we put ourselves through that again?