One of my favorite movies as a kid was National Lampoon’s Vacation. You know, the one where the Griswold Family hops in their “Family Truckster” and ambles their way to Los Angeles’s “Walley World” theme park, leaving a dead aunt, a petty crime spree, and a scantily clad Christie Brinkley in their wake.
As much as I enjoy the movie, I hope it bears no resemblance to the journey I am about to undertake. That’s right, the Motherese clan is about to set out on a road trip to my sister-in-law’s wedding.
Three kids in three car seats in our
Family Truckster minivan for 626 miles of driving pleasure.
I’ll be posting while I’m gone.
If I make it to our destination in one piece, that is.
In the meantime, please wish us luck. And send caffeine. And Tylenol.
(Is it legal to drive while wearing earplugs?)
Did you take any long road trips – ill-fated or otherwise – as a kid? Any tips for keeping an infant, a toddler, and a preschooler happy in the car for 12 hours?