I was about to change Diana's diaper during our road trip last Monday when she stopped me and said, "No, Daddy's turn!" She then demanded that daddy sing "Old MacDonald had a Farm" non-stop for the next 40 miles. Any time I tried to join in to give Warren a break, she said "No, Stop it!" and then daddy would have to start again. I got a nice break. The trip would have been completely great overall if it weren't for the screaming, the vomit, and the coyote who gave its life to destroy our radiator. From dust we come, to dust we shall return; may he rest in peace.
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I'm sorry your road trip home was so awful. Not to mention starting it out in the snow!!! And who had the vomit? And when was that? I'm glad you were able to get all the way home and safely!
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