My heart leaps when we get on I-90 West. It's the road that leads to home. It leads to the family and friends we left behind 8 years ago.
At the beginning of August we embarked on a road trip with all our kiddo's, a "super duper cool" cargo topper on our van, and dubbed ourselves the "van griswalds." There were a lot of people that really looked at us like we were nuts to be driving halfway across the country with 4 kids at the ages they are at. We looked at it as a grand adventure, full of memory making opportunities. And it was just that.
Here is part 1 of this grand adventure... the trip out.
We left at 5am (well okay it was 5:15... pretty standard for us to leave 15 minutes later than what we say) it was in a huge downpour, which thoroughly woke up our kids. The rain ended shortly and we watched the sunrise which shed light on the fact that our trip would NOT go as planned, as we planned. (we kind of had an "idea" ie: plan of how things would go, but we expected that things would not go as we planned. clear as mud, right?) We "planned" for them to go back to sleep until our first stop in Chamberlain, SD. The reality is that plan completely backfired (see what happens when you make plans?!?) They did not go back to sleep (well, except for miss baby, cause she is just so darn sweet and good like that, ha!) By the time we got to Chamberlain, SD for our "planned" first stop, we had stopped 3 times. Once for a diaper leakage issue and once to re-arrange the carseat positions... miss j was being an absolute pest in the backseat by the older girls.