As I type this, I'm not at home. We're visiting family in Texas. We left New Orleans the day after Christmas and I think we had been on the road about 20 minutes... not even completely out of town yet, and our children were asking, "how much longer?"
After each bridge we crossed, they would ask that infamous question, "are we there yet?"
Which was then quickly followed up with, "how many more minutes until we're there?"
Personally I was enjoying the drive. We had wonderful weather and John & I were able to finally have real face-to-face talk time. So in the midst of these questions, I wanted to scream, "just sit back & enjoy the ride!"
Honestly I kept hoping they would fall asleep... so peace would fall over the entire minivan. Why couldn't they just relax? Why couldn't they enjoy the books, crayons, and movies we brought with us for this 6 hour drive?
The anticipation of what would be waiting for them in Texas.
Come join me at Seeds of Faith for the rest of this post.
I'll be talking about long car rides and how to enjoy the ride better!
I can't wait to see you over there!