The Temperamental Tourists

We left after Christmas to visit Sandy’s family at her parents’ Florida home. It was more difficult traveling with the boys this time. They didn’t like being strapped to car seats all day and preferred their freedom of movement to play. Who could blame them? Even when we stopped, they were confined by being strapped into roadside diner high chairs. We didn’t want them toddling around dirty public areas, so they had no outlet to burn off energy. The result was a lot of fussing and whining in the car. The toys Sandy handed them provided only temporary amusement. While they can’t talk yet, they were clearly communicating their displeasure with the situation, and when the babies are unhappy, everybody is unhappy. Our only relief came when they napped.