Drive Faster

When I was talking with my parents back in April about our plans to camp across the country until we hit Wyoming with a four year old and an eight year old, it went something like this:

Ann: What do people say when you tell them about this trip?
J: My students all say, "Wow! That is amazing! I wish my parents had done a trip like this when I was a kid.
Tim:  Have any parents said that?

In all honesty, I expected this to be an awesome trip, but I recognized the possibility that my kids might cry and whine for six days straight and we could end up in Wyoming filthy, smelly, mosquito bitten and bitter. We are definitely mosquito-bitten, but we are just the right amount og filthy and the kids have taken the alarming change in their routine like champs. On day two Dalton weakly lobbied to go back home, and when he realized that wasn't going to work he switched tactics: "I really think we should drive faster". Smart kid.