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December 23, 2008

The definition of insanity

Filed under: General — by Sandie @ 9:00 am

They say the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over, expecting the same result. Tangent: Did you hear about the guy in Missouri who legally changed his name to “They”?  Apparently, he wanted to give a face to all the times people say “they say.”  Now every time I say “they say” I think of him, so I guess it worked! Tangent over, now back to your regularly scheduled post.  I have decided the real definition of insanity goes something like this: “Let’s go to Laredo this Christmas.” “OK.” “Let’s drive!” Um, yeah, WHAT WERE WE THINKING!?!? 

This was no quick trip…it’s approximately 20 hours from door step to door step.  We thought we’d covered all the prerequisites:

Video player? check
Plenty of movies? check
Snacks? check
Other things to do? We forgot that, but bought them at our first stop, so check!

We even set the seats up so they weren’t sitting on top of each other. The hope being we would have less arguments. And we left at 4am thinking they’d sleep for the first few hours of the trip. We were wrong on both counts. They were all awake before we got out of Georgia (it only takes us 1 1/2 hours to get to the Georgia/Alabama border from our house). Great.

It wasn’t long before the arguments started. It’s my turn to pick a movie! Tell her to stop looking at me! I don’t want to share whatever-the-hell-one-of-them-has-that-the-other-don’t! I was pulling my hair out before we left Alabama.

The baby has become somewhat of an escape artist on this trip. She has figured out how to pull her arms out of the shoulder straps. It didn’t matter how tight I thought I had those straps, she STILL figured out how to wiggle out of them. So, all the way across Louisana we played a game: she wiggled out of the straps, I crawled to the back and put them back on, lather, rinse, repeat (so maybe we really did meet the definition of insanity!).

Finally, after 14 long hours, we arrived at our first destination: Beaumont, Texas. Of course, the GPS didn’t have the right directions for our hotel. It took us an hour to find the place (I even called the hotel and was given some horrible directions from the desk clerk). Day two wasn’t much better than day one, except this time the baby decided she was done about halfway to San Antonio. We stopped and let her stretch her legs a bit, but boy was she mad when we put her back in that seat! She screamed for about 45 minutes. Loudly. Amplified by the fact that we were in an enclosed space.

Thankfully, the 2 1/2 hour drive from San Antonio to Laredo was largely was uneventful. We were dangerously close to leaving one or all of our kids at a reststop along the way (I’m kidding! Sorta. No really, I’m just kidding!).



  1. Ugh, kudos to you for making that trip in the car. We haven’t drive more than two hours with our oldest and the youngest has never been on an extended car ride at all. I’m scared! I’ve heard that you’re supposed to leave at bedtime so the kids sleep overnight on the drive but that just sounds weird to me. Sorry your 4am departure backfired!

    Comment by halfasgoodasyou — December 23, 2008 @ 10:03 am |Reply

    • We’ve tried leaving at bedtime before and quickly found it doesn’t work. Either the kids fight sleep and stay up or we’re so exhausted we end up stopping somewhere after a few hours.

      Comment by Sandie — December 24, 2008 @ 10:23 am |Reply

  2. I TOTALLY know this trip! We didn’t even drive all the way to Geogia but met in Mississippi once and then in Birmingham once.
    BOTH TIMES SUCKED–and it was just Jase, Lauren and I!

    Happy Happy Holidays! Thinking of you!!

    Comment by Tina — December 24, 2008 @ 12:29 am |Reply

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