We recently
took a trip with our kids. A long car trip. With two kids under five. They like
to move around and do stuff. They don’t stay quietly seated for hours at a
time. I don’t know anyone who has kids who can sit still so long, but if yours
can I suggest you leave immediately and drive somewhere, anywhere, while you
can.
As for us,
we like a challenge (not really) and we like visiting family (this is true).
The thing is, traveling with kids can be tough. If you’ve got a trip of any
length you might find you or your children end up mildly cranky with sticky
hands and flat butts. That’s if all goes well. You do not want to know what
happens when things go bad. We will not be discussing the Thanksgiving trip we
spent an hour+ in stop-and-go traffic on I-90. Not in this post anyway.
Most kids
are pretty good, but even the best can lose it if you’re on the road longer
than expected. Take plenty of food, beverages, activity books and stuff to do.
Also, make sure you stop, stretch your legs and potty when needed.
If you
happen to make it to your destination on time or unscathed, thank your lucky
stars.
We happened
to arrive at the hotel two hours after our kids normally hit the sack. My husband
and I hoped they would sleep like logs. They did not.
Since we
were late and trying to avoid a total meltdown we showed our daughter the
lighted pool. Then we jammed most of our house contents into the room, changed
stinky diapers and prepared for bed.
Side by side
by side, my husband and I hoped the kids would sleep so we could sleep. But,
our little guy was a bit restless cutting a few teeth. Our girl would not stop
talking or thinking about, you guessed it, the pool.
She woke me
around midnight to ask if we could swim. Right
now? I asked. Yes, it’s lighted, was her reply. She wouldn’t sleep until I
assured her she could swim the next day. I think she got about three hours
sleep. The rest of us didn’t get much more.
Thankfully,
the next morning we had access to hot running water and large coffees. The
place we stayed included a free breakfast, and the waffles were pretty good.
I highly
recommend a suite if you’re traveling with kids. The fridge keeps food and milk
cold while the stove is an invaluable bottle warmer. It also helped to clean
bottles and other stuff so we weren’t stuck with a bunch of dirty gear clanking
around the back of the van.
It’s also
great to have connected, but separate spaces. This allows parents to put the
kiddos to bed and still have a little time to chill out before the night shift
begins. Sleeping in a new environment can be stressful. Sometimes kids sleep
and sometimes they don’t, so wherever you stay, pack your patience.
We somehow
recovered and spent the next day touring the Air Force Museum, swimming and
playing. All the walking and activity, along with the previous night’s
exhaustion made for sleepy kids. We got them to be at a good time and they
slept. Yay!
The next day
was pack and load then head to the reunion day. Visit, eat, swim, fun and drive
the long road home.
We were up
around 6 am and the reunion wasn’t until lunch, so it seemed like we had all
the time in the world. And yet, packing up two adults and two kids worth of
vacation gear took more time than we thought. At least my husband got donuts
and coffee for breakfast. We ate all the donuts except one. Yum!
It got
hotter and hotter as we washed, packed and loaded everything. I realized the
only thing that would help keep me from fainting would be changing into shorts,
which I avoided since I forgot to pack a razor. It seems we brought everything except my razor.
I kept
working, but as we got close to finishing the pack-a-van Olympics the pants had
to come off. My husband recommended I check the hotel shop for a razor, then
shave and change.
The shop was
the size of a walk-in closet. Sundries neatly arranged in small baskets lined
the walls. Shampoo, packets of Excedrin, no razors. Oreos, chips, trail mix and
still no razor. Scanning up and down. Wait, is that? Are those what I think?
Dark blue, disposable stick razors. Cheap. Better
not cost more than $5. I thought. How desperate am I? Pretty desperate, so I
grabbed one and heard a voice say, “Can I help you?”
I must have
looked pitiful because she saw me standing there holding up the razor and said,
“Just take it.” I asked if she was sure. We both eyed the flimsy baggie and
knew it wasn’t worth her time or my money, so I said thanks and left.
After I got
upstairs, I volunteered to bring out a load and grab my clothes. Then I would cut
down the forest on my legs, bring the last couple items and checkout.
My husband
lifted 100 lbs of stuff off our suitcase in the back of the van and got my
shorts. I ran to the door and swiped the key to get into the building. Nothing.
I shifted the clothes in my hand and tried again and again. No luck.
By the time
I made it to the hotel entrance, I was sweating. Great. Do I really feel like
shaving my legs on the side of a hotel bathtub now? Nope. But, I have to get
our last few items. And if that last donut is still there, I’m taking it.
Shaved in
cool water and felt good, then changed. Wrapped up the donut, grabbed the
diaper genie. Whoa! I caught a whiff right in the face. That smells bad. Put
the donut in the last bag then shifted everything and left. Made it to the
front desk and leaned over just as the diaper changer slipped out of my hands,
it landed gently.
Checked out
and ready to go, we sped out of the parking lot. Something you may experience is
the need to escape quickly once a trip is over. We took a detour, but enjoyed some
family time at the reunion. It’s amazing to see how all the little ones have
grown.
I tell you
though, we were ready to get home that night and sleep in our own beds, which
we did, and it was wonderful. A big perk of going out of town is returning and
feeling like you really are home again. Happy Vacationing!