So I am attempting something very brave. No, I am not giving up Gilmore Girls. I am taking off across country (well, just to Northern Utah, but it will feel like a lot longer), by myself with 3 little boys. The hubby, teenagers and Co-Ed will meet up with us in a couple of days. I wanted to take off earlier because it seems we are always rushing through Utah and don't have time to stop and smell the Taco Time. There are places to go and BYU mint brownies to eat and heck if I'm not going to do it.
I am not inexperienced in long road trips. We used to live back east and drove out west a couple of times with a mini-van full of kids. Those are trips that legends are made of. Like the time we discovered lice in my daughters hair as we were headed to a house full of family at Christmas time. And the time we actually drove straight through the night as the kids slept. I kept us all alive with an intravenous line of Dr. Pepper and 80's music on my Walkman (for you young bucks, that is what we listened to music on before i-anything was invented).
So a few hours in the car with my 3 sweet, quiet, loving little boys will be a walk in the amusement park. I have however armed myself with travel tactics just in case things get ugly. There is a fresh pile of DVDs from the video store. There are bags of crackers, fruit snacks, licorice, assorted Easter candy and sodas. And there is stuff for the kids too. My iPod is updated with tunes and audio books. Oh and of course each kid will get a couple of tablespoons of Benadryl before we go, just for good measure.
I am strangely looking forward to this little show of independence. Though I actually see rain in the forecast and maybe even some snow (Really Utah? Really? It was 80 degrees here today. Just sayin') I am going to go postal, so to speak, and not let rain nor sleet or snow keep me from my goal.
So I go into that good night and tightly packed SUV, armed with chocolate, caffeine and visions of the big mountains and even bigger hair that await me.
If this does not go well, I will be joining Susan Smith in prison because I will have driven my own kids into a lake. Wish them luck.