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We had recently moved from Chicago to Ohio. What was once an easy one days drive home to South Dakota became a two day drive (at least with children in the car). We were heading back home for a reunion of sorts. We decided to make the trip in three days and spend some time at some summer attractions in Wisconsin Dells, which was about half way home. Every summer, this small midwestern city becomes a vacation dreamland and is a favorite place among our children.
Now as with most youngsters, spending hours in a van was one of the least pleasant things that could be done. Yet, we prepared them for the 8 hour drive the best we could. We explained that it would be a long drive and that they should just play, take a nap, and enjoy the sights along the way.
This worked for about the first six hours. About this time my son Blake, who was five years old, had reached his limit for being patient. Knowing all the excitement that lay ahead, he began asking the most famous of all traveling youngster’s questions: “Are we almost there yet?”
At first this didn’t bother me. I half expected it sooner or later. I began explaining that we were going to be there pretty soon. We were heading northwest nearing evening, and had only a couple hours of driving left. But he didn’t stop. Every two minutes he kept asking “Dad, are we almost there yet?” over and over.
I had reached my limit. I turned around and yelled “Stop asking me that! See the sun up there, it is going to set in about two hours! When the sun is down we will be there! I do not want to hear you ask if we are almost there again! Do you understand?!” The little guy was in shock at my outburst, and nodded that he understood.
No more than 2 minutes later he asked “Dad, is the sun almost down yet?!”
A Day In The Life Of An Average American Family (Page 4)
Is The Sun Almost Down?
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One day my five-year-old came walking up the stairs to see his sister twisting her hair in long braids. He had never seen hair twisted in such a fashion and asked “What are you doing to your hair?” His sister, realizing he had never seen anyone’s hair like this before explained “I am putting my hair into French Braids”.
Pausing for a moment, he then asked “Can you do your hair in Spanish?!”
Foreign Hair
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My 4 year old accompanied me to the mall one afternoon. I often kidded him about grownup things, trying to get him to think about what it would be like to be an adult.
We shopped for a few hours and returned back to the car. For fun I handed him the keys and told him it was his turn to drive home. He took the keys and then hesitated. He stopped and smiled saying “Don’t be silly dad, I don’t know the way home”, as if to say the actual driving was not a problem!
Drive The Car Home
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