A shortish day of driving that again somehow seemed to take f.o.r.e.v.e.r. It was another smooth ride however (heinous porta-potty and a wasted hour looking for a geocache notwithstanding) and the kids continued to amaze with their patience. Everyone keeps asking what it’s like with all six of us all crammed in the car, so many hours and so many days in a row: Don’t we go crazy? Aren’t the kids at each other’s throats?

Here’s the truth:

Tegan and Everett bicker a little bit now and then, because they’re both in the far back seat, and because they’re 3 and 7. Tegan (understandably) gets antsy when it’s been a particularly long stretch, and Everett is the king of “Are we there yet?” as well as “I have to go to the bathroom.” He also discovered that he can stick his bare toes through the space at the bottom of Spencer’s seat back directly in front of him, which he occasionally does just to try to bug Spencer. And it does bug him. Otherwise, they really do get along. They’re watching movies on the DVD players (some of them upwards of 3 times), napping, taking pictures out the window, chatting, and playing “Would you Rather.” We’re all enjoying the driving.

No matter how fun we manage to make it though, it does of course feel immensely relieving to arrive at our destination at the end of the day. Today was no exception. For the next two days we’ll be in Virginia at the home of my good friend – and fellow unschooler – Alice, who was graciously waiting for us with good food, good drinks, and cute babies.

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