We spent the wknd doing the monumental task of preparing ... buying stuff to "surprise" the kids with when things get restless in the car ... and getting snacks and preparing other stuff.
I got a mani/pedi .. gotta have bright toenails in the sand! SAND! See...it's all I can think about.
I am actually looking forward to the drive ... just getting AWAY and seeing the country fly by. No restrictions. No "gotta get there by so and so time" -- we're on OUR time. Countless games of 20 questions, I SPY , and baseball trivia (blech!) And yes, countless times to yell "STOP THAT" "BE QUIET" "TURNAROUND" "STOP CRYING."
Which reminds me - today I actually said to one of the boys "You better not be getting blood everywhere." To which Ryan responded "Said Mother of the Year." (Just so you know - he was messing with a 'squito bite - I'm not THAT cruel.) Yeah, countless things like that is what it's all about. (Tell me that when I'm gritting my teeth and preparing to stretch my arm back three rows to grab some kid and toss him out the window. ) Really. Road trips rock.