Life is Good . . .
Swimming and sitting on Pops' Harley, plus ice cream, lemonade, two trips to the mall, staying up late, and lots of time snuggled up against Grandma reading. How can you top that?
So yes, we survived our "Girl's Weekend" to Massachusetts intact, though I listened to Elmo's Song in the car more times than ANY adult should ever have to, had to invent lots of wacky car games (Car Dancing and Who Has Lambie? for two), and took my children solo into two grimy public restrooms on the New York State Thruway (where anyone sitting in the next stall would have heard something to the effect of: Don't touch that! No! Hands off! Stop it. OK just one sheet, here you go. Very good. Hey! I said no touching. Not that either. That's really gross! Let's go wash our hands NOW. And don't touch anything else on the way to the sink. ). But we made it and it was so worth it. We got lots of good quality Grandma time in, which is always a good thing.
Though next time? I am totally taking Mrs. Chicky's advice and downloading her list of child-friendly songs that are much less likely to make parents' brains go completely numb, which I must say is a very bad thing to have happen whilst driving.