We're home
After 18.5 hours in the car, five mocha frappuccinos (only a total of half of one of those was mine), 4 roadside diaper changes (including, but not limited to, gas station bathroom floors, a sidewalk outside of McDonald's and the backseat of the car), 5 hours of Sesame Street and one viewing of Chipmunk Adventure, six(ish) hours of Evil Under the Sun featuring one (Belgian!) Hercule Poirot, one rendition of the only country song Philip and I tolerate (well, that and Amazed - and, ok, seriously, I'd never seen that video before - worst music video ever - especially for a love song - lame), and countless run-throughs of "Pat-a-Cake", the "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and "Deep and Wide," we are home.
And we had one amazing trip.
Honestly, today was the most perfect day of vehicular voyaging I could imagine with a near-two-year-old and a 2.5-month-old as travel companions. We seriously have the best kids money can buy (which is good, because we're paying the hospital out the ear for the right to call them ours - what would they do if we didn't pay, re-possess?).
And the fact that Micaiah spent the three hours in which she did not "wash T.V." or nap actually entertaining herself in the car with books, snacks and her new McDonald's toy is just beyond amazing. Emmett was a pretty happy kid, too, lighting my life with his infectious grins.
They just astound me more and more every day.
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