For three years in a row, I’ve taken my kiddos on a road trip to see my grandparents. It’s 600 miles each way. The kids are 4 and 2.5 so do the math–these roadtrips are with small kids.
Oddly enough, as we embark this week on round four, I find myself nervous for the first time. It can’t possibly be as rewarding AGAIN? One of these trips will eventually have to suck and be filled with wailing, traffic, and broken DVD players? Maybe that’s my anxiety talking. I’ve reassured my husband that again this year, I can do this.
I’m not sure I believe it myself.
I neglected to blog these images last year after our trip because I wanted to give myself some time to process. Enjoy.
PS Say a prayer too.