I would drive 1,000 miles and I would drive 1,000 more

Four days in, 1,000 miles on the odometer, and I'm getting a little surly. This is not how man was meant to live. I am from the East Coast, where points of interest are far more concentrated. When we drove seven hours, we were done driving for a while. We stayed. For weeks. Here, a seven-hour trek is just one leg of a journey, as commonplace as sauntering down the block for a scoop of seven-layer Jell-O.

As an added bit of excitement, TwoBert has spent his last three nights by spiking fevers and bursting into tears every 45 minutes. We're narrowing down the reasons, and the first three that come to mind are: 1) he has a summer cold and is having trouble breathing through his nose; 2) he's reacting adversely to sleeping in a new, strange bed every night; and 3) he's getting a molar. It's a trifecta for misery on all accounts -- except for Robert, who sleeps through everything and bounds out of bed every morning pulsing with Kiddie Kilowatts.

If you're driving on I-94 and you pass a green four-door driven by a four-year-old, please give us a wave. We'll certainly wave back, if we're conscious.

Comments

[Samantha]

Now I've got that song in my head.

I-94 runs past me but I'm in Chicago and I don't think you're coming this way. I'll still be on the lookout. Good luck and hope TwoBert feels better!!

[Bea]

Ha! Scary memories of being sat in the back of a station wagon for hours, days, weeks on our drive from Ontario to Florida - yes, so penny aware WE DROVE.

[Angela]

I loved your interview at leahpeah! Hilarious.

[dutch from sweet juniper]

although I am from those expansive midwestern districts through which you folks are racking up the miles, and they seem perfectly acceptable distances between places to me, I do understand how you feel, having driven through some of the most godawful forsaken barren places in the american west just knowing I was going to hit some desert elk or something in the middle of the night and have to walk fifty miles to find a tow truck. that never happened, but you can drive for a lot of hours in eastern and central nevada without seeing much of anything.

[El Charolastra]

first Jamiroquai, now the Proclaimers? What's next?

[Kristen]

We just drove a thousand miles in four days with two kids under 5 too! I feel your pain. But only part of it - luckily for me, neither of my kids got sick on the trip. That is beyond sucky.