Road Trip, Baby!
Dear Elmo & that nutty puppet from Baby Einstein,
Your mission today — should you choose to accept it — is to entertain my child through the magic & wonder of your television entertainment. This isn’t your normal situation — this is not push play while Mommy cooks dinner. This is push play while Mommy drives 518 miles. It is crucial that your level of viewing pleasure makes a small child forget about the constraints of her carseat. I am seeking a hypnotic level of your red furriness & musical orchestrations.
Sincerely yours,
The FW
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Hey Babycakes, we’re all ready for you and fur brother! FW – I’ll have the coffee on for you… Travel safely…
Love, Nana xoxo
Just for the record, I would not think less of you if you resulted to Benadryl. 518 miles is no joke!!
I travelled from New York to Georgia by myself with a one year old and a three year old. It’s been two years since that fateful trip and I’ve never been the same.
I hope your trip went well.