The car is stuffed to the gills for spring break yurt camping. I made the reservations ages and AGES ago and we've been wishing and planning ever since – until tonight, when we are FINALLY loaded and ready to go. Then oops, we realize that we've been looking at someone else's reservation these months since it's been on our calendar, and we don't actually have a place to stay until tomorrow. Ah well, that's how it goes. Glad we are finding out in the driveway and NOT at the pitch dark campground where everything is now closed.
This evening's episode of HURRY UP and get in the car (hang out in there for while, climb out and follow bigs around while you try to figure out what's happening, whine a little, now whine a lot, get sent to the car, sit in the car for a while, pretend the trip has started and start playing, remember that you haven't left the driveway yet, realize that you probably are never leaving, repeat, repeat) and wait reminds me of many a trip when I was your ages.
I hope the rest of the trip goes more smoothly. But if it doesn't - at least I can promise you some lasting memories.
xoxo,
Mama
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