What I learned today: a road trip with two toddlers is a lot differ than a road trip with a toddler and a baby.
I am so thankful that Erin made this trip with me. I drove and she did everything else. Fed them, rescued dropped toys, entertained them with her dancing and singing abilities. By the end of the trip I had... two carseats full of "saved for later" snacks, cars/trains covering the floorboard that had been launched in frustration, a tangled mess of blankets and stuffed animals that had been traded a few hundred times, and I think I found and itty bitty bit of Erin and I's sanity between the empty Starbucks cups.
By the time we were an hour away, Jack had enough of everyone and everything. So we did what any other person would do in the situation and popped "MJ's Greatest Hits" in the CD player.
The drive from Fort Campbell makes you a particular kind of crazy. I've driven all over this beautiful country of ours and I'm telling you this is the most boring drive... ever. Even rural Montana was more exciting than this folks. Eighty percent of the view is this.
I was sooooooo very ready to get out of the car when we finally arrived. The boys were as well. Jack and Avery talked to each other like to old friends that hadn't seen each other in 20 years, and Jonah literally ran laps around my mom's house. Haha. I was starting to think they'd gone mad