Loaded Car

We loaded the car with a cooler of snacks and drinks.

Blankets for comfort later on.

We were excited to get the kids and babies and head out for a road trip.

Stopped on the way to load up with cash from the ATM.   Donuts.

We are going to have a great day!

We loaded the car with kids and babies.

We hit the road.

Within minutes there were screams, then cries.  Exasperation on young people’s parts who do not understand the excitement of a road trip.

Within minutes of that there were screams, then cries.  Exasperation on older people’s parts who do not understand what possessed them to think this was a good idea.

We loaded the car with louder music, eye rolls and exclamations of feelings on everyone’s part.

Woo Hoo!

We are on the way.

This car is loaded and I’m about to go get loaded.   Even though I don’t drink.


47 thoughts on “Loaded Car

  1. Hope it is a great road trip. Sounds like you are prepared, but little ones…well, I threw up on my first road trip. Hope it goes well sans barfing.
    Iced tea, a good iced tea may be a better drink option…for now. Good luck 🙂


  2. This reminds me about a McDonald commercial we had over here a couple of years ago – I’m sure that you all got a great day out of it. I wish you ALL a very pleasant and joyful weekend.


    • We did have a great time. Good food. Lots of food. Too much food. And sun. And rain. And sun again. 🙂 I felt bad for the little ones. They didn’t understand the length of time in the car. We stopped so they could play, but then they didn’t want back in the car. 🙂


  3. This made me chuckle, Colleen. I miss the days when a station wagon could go down the road with kids, blankets, pillows and “stuff” but no t.v. nor video games allowed. 🙂 Just license plate games or songs sung until sleepy. Oh, my Dad would pull over after 3 warnings and all of us would get a swift swat on behinds. Hurt our feelings more than our fannies. We would behave for hours afterwards 🙂


    • Oh the threats we would get! Though they weren’t too often. More often than not we would be singing with dad in the car. 🙂 Or rather, to his music, I don’t remember him singing so much. And the games also included “slug bug”. 🙂


  4. This reminded me of our road trips/camping with our kids. We never drove further than (or is it farther than?) 3 hours. That was their limit, which meant it was my limit. All camping trips were fairly close to home. Our longest road trip was when we moved from Seattle to Atlanta. Whew! What a trip—and this time they were teens.


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