So much for a smooth journey, we’ve already had at least six toilet stops, one child vomit (all over the freshly cleaned pram) and one child have a total melt down.
Thankfully after a well-deserved beer and a burger things seem back on track. I may have been asked “are we there yet” more times than I care to count but as of yet I’ve kept my cool.
Paul and I found ourselves glancing over at the DINKY (double income no kids yet) couples enjoying quiet drinks by the bar and whilst it may have seemed idyllic in comparison to our chaos we wouldn’t swap our sprogs for the World.
The gadgets are now firmly placed in my kids sticky mits to keep boredom at bay. Anyone who wants to diss techy toys needs to try enduring a motorway drive with my pair for a day, that would soon change their mind!
According to my folks our four-year old daughter is far easier to care for than I was back at that age. I beg to differ, either way it looks like pay backs a bitch as my kids are wicked and wired so much so that they have driven us to drink… I’m jesting but seriously, travelling with tots is tough work!
Are we there yet?
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