We took the longest car trip of Tea’s career this weekend: 6.5 hours of solid driving each way – not including stops. While Tea tolerates our trips to the grandparents, we’re he’s often reaching our his limit by the end of a 4 hour journey. So I was a little nervous, but prepared.
In addition to the bucket of toys and books he has access to in the car, I brought along goodies he’d never seen before:
- a blank hardcover journal (with “t” on the cover) for him to destroy use at will
- lacing cards
- finger puppets
I was prepared to sing and dance and distract my way through 4 states, but in the end, Tea entertained Kyle and I instead.
He is infatuated with TRAINS! and AIRPLANES! and let me tell you, driving through Chicago was more exciting than Christmas morning. On the way home, I didn’t break out a single treat (apart from coffee crackers). He was thrilled enough with the view out the window and the new discovery that he can record original ditties on his phone to play back for us.
So I am not complaining, but I feel a little uneasy. Today was supernaturally simple – and fun! Being that we’re planning a trip that involves transatlantic flight in May, I can’t help but fear that we already lucked out with our one and only easy trip, and he’s doomed to fidget and tantrum all the way to Belgium. Or? He’s a stellar traveler and we have to hit the road more often. I’m fervently crossing my fingers that it’s the latter.