Human beings are funny creatures. Even at 10 p.m. on vacation, I found myself running on a treadmill last night.
In my defense, we spent most of our second day on the road in the car. Again.
But in the 20 minutes I spent exercising alone, I enjoyed the kind of reflection that comes when you don’t hear a child breathing (i.e. whining) for the first time all day.
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“I can’t find it!”
Two doodle pads. Really, I thought this would be our solution to the endless backseat rivalry.
But, within one minute of my son entering the vehicle, a special feature of his brand new toy had been lost: a cat face magnet.
And – to no one’s surprise – two preschoolers now fought over the newest doodle pad.
This was the beginning of our epic first road trip as a family of four.
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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.
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Unlearning 