are we there yet?
we ventured out of southern california and headed north to my mother-in-law’s house to relax in the country. i had thought ten long hours in the car with a baby and two rambunctious little boys would be unpleasant but the children surprised us. for the first eight hours, i was amazed that the boys were engaged enough with each other to play with their toys, watch movies, play video games, and sing. the last two hours, however, were a different story. the excitement subsided and the boredom set in, which triggered the endless stream of “are we there yet” questions.