I’m writing this as we road trip, thanks to the power of technology and an exceedingly tolerant husband who does not mind long stretches behind the wheel. Three of our five kids are packed in the back, and even though it’s around noon and, as such, a prime time for a squabble, they’re quiet and – gasp – content.
Our long drives have not always been like this. We’ve heard our fair share of “I want to get out!” from those strapped into car seats and “This is not my idea of fun” from sulky teens, and it goes without saying that all of the kids, from teen to toddler, usually ask at least a couple times, “Are we there yet?”
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