Car rides, even short trips have never been fun for our family. First their was Colicky Kyndra to deal with then came Earsplitting Avery. For the first part of her life Avery started screaming almost as soon as we strapped her in. We put her in a forward facing car seat before she was legally ready just in hopes that it would help. I remember driving home from Dallas, Oregon with her screaming the entire way. Ronda and Lon were caravanning with me and I talked to them in Portland on the cell phone and she was screaming, Hood River...screaming, Boardman...still screaming. It was the longest drive of my life but I knew I had to keep going or we'd never get home. No wonder we are such home bodies. Oh, how I have longed to be one of the sleeping riders in the Thornburgs car on so many road trips!
Every night after work I had AJ's fits to look forward to on the drive home from daycare. One night last spring I was fed up and in a desperate move I toted her out of the car under my arm kicking and screaming and threw her into the shower, clothes and all. Poor Kyndra was left in the car belted in but she survived. Not my finest hour but I was truly desparate. It worked! She has been pretty good in the car seat since then.
Tonight, she wanted to ride in the back like a big girl and I wouldn't let her. I needed to go to the grocery store to get dinner. She threw a fit all the way down there. I gave her several chances to get it together and when she wouldn't I turned around and headed back home. That started Kyndra crying because she wanted to get the ritual grocery store cookie.
I didn't put her in the shower, in fact I didn't even think of it until talking to Ronda on the phone just a minute ago, next time :o) We just had a good group hug and I put them to work peeling broken crayons. I am going to let them make cookies after dinner (well, they can put frozen dough balls on the pan that is as good as it gets on a Friday night after a full week).
All is quiet again, for now, and I guess there is always spaghetti.
Friday, January 26, 2007
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Oh I do remember that trip. You are always welcome to be a passenger in the "sleeper" car when we are caravaning! There is coming a day when we will be car seat free, will look back and still cringe at these memories.
Love this post! I did a scrapbook page about driving home with Mason every day... some days are better than others... but I guess I'm a lucky one that has a "sleeper" most of the time.
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