Sunday, September 15, 2013

Road Tripping with a 2 Year Old

Hey friends! It definitely feels good to wake up at the beach and not have much on the agenda for the next week but boy did we have a time coming down. We (#1) had to battle lots of demons on the car on the way down. 

We started out with one baby and #1 in the van and let my brother in law take the calm baby in 3 Putt's car. 

I get that it's hard to be two. I get that it's hard for someone that age to grasp that the beach is not just down the road, but rather a day's car ride away. But this child won't sleep. She wouldn't watch TV. She would hardly listen to music. 

This is when I came to realize that traveling with a two year old is like dragging that "high maintenance" friend along for a night out. Sure you love her, but even though you knew you were in for some drama it's always a little worse than you imagined. 

All those things your friend can say: 

 "I'm cold."

"I don't like this bar." 

"I hate this so ng." 

"I know that guy could be your future husband but you know I hate to pee alone and I need to borrow your compact anyway. Puhleese come with me." 

It's kind it the same with a 2 year old. 

"Are we there yet?" 

"I have to pee."

"Hold my hand. Hold my foot." 

"Don't touch meeeeeee!!!!" 


"I have to pee." (For the 5th time in 3 hours.) 

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