We are driving (DRIVING!) to Wyoming. Next week. With Bella. In the car. To Wyoming. A little fuzzy on your geography? It a road trip long enough that if you could draw on the planet with a big red marker, you could see that road trip from space. Bella is going to be in the car with us. Did I mention that already?
I remember last year, the idea of a 14 hour plane ride nearly drove me to drink. I couldn't imagine keeping her in one spot that long. I was CERTAIN that I would end up in a tiny airplane bathroom bawling and holding my screaming child. She did beautifully. Just perfectly, couldn't have asked for anything better. There AND back. And this time, we have a portable DVD player. And folks, I am heading to the library and plan to fill half my car with exciting DVDs. She's gonna love it. The other half of the car is going to be filled with children's Gravol. Don't judge me. It's Bella in a car for 18 hours.
So far, the plan of attack involves an evening ferry out of town and then do most of the trip through the night. And the Gravol. If we can catch the 8pm ferry, we should hit the border around 10:30. By the time she wakes up, we should only have about seven or eight more hours. Eight hours is only two more hours than I strapped her in a hiking backpack the other weekend. She can totally do it. Plus, Dora and the Backyardigans and the Veggies, and Guess With Jess are all coming and will be hooked up to the DVD player. It'll be fine.
At this point I welcome any roadtrip advice or even meaningless comforting lies about how totally great this will be.
I remember last year, the idea of a 14 hour plane ride nearly drove me to drink. I couldn't imagine keeping her in one spot that long. I was CERTAIN that I would end up in a tiny airplane bathroom bawling and holding my screaming child. She did beautifully. Just perfectly, couldn't have asked for anything better. There AND back. And this time, we have a portable DVD player. And folks, I am heading to the library and plan to fill half my car with exciting DVDs. She's gonna love it. The other half of the car is going to be filled with children's Gravol. Don't judge me. It's Bella in a car for 18 hours.
So far, the plan of attack involves an evening ferry out of town and then do most of the trip through the night. And the Gravol. If we can catch the 8pm ferry, we should hit the border around 10:30. By the time she wakes up, we should only have about seven or eight more hours. Eight hours is only two more hours than I strapped her in a hiking backpack the other weekend. She can totally do it. Plus, Dora and the Backyardigans and the Veggies, and Guess With Jess are all coming and will be hooked up to the DVD player. It'll be fine.
At this point I welcome any roadtrip advice or even meaningless comforting lies about how totally great this will be.
