You’re f*cking crazy.
It’s the response my husband and I receive when we share our summer’s greater aspirations: a road trip with our 1-year-old and 3-year-old from Georgia to Colorado.
But I think it has more to do with our parenting. We don’t allow our children to freely watch screens. Thus, we are encouraging our kids to court boredom.
Does anyone do this anymore? (Really, I’m always up for a good read.)
Our trek to the West and back will take 11 days. If images of pastoral camping have conjured in your mind, please don’t be fooled. We’ll be staying in hotels. This mother needs sleep.
So where is our top destination? Well, everywhere. I blame it on Steinbeck. When I was pregnant with my son, our first child, I read to Travels with Charley aloud to him.
I want my kids to see America.
Truthfully, this isn’t our first significant road trip (we drove to Chicago from Georgia in 2015), but it will be our first with two children. We are excited to visit a handful of national parks and monuments along the way.
I think it’s easy to romanticize family togetherness, but over the next two weeks, we couldn’t be more grateful to live it out.
And, yes, we are this crazy.
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