The boys played and Scott and I admired the new baby. He is gorgeous with a full head of dark hair. We shielded Adam's eyes for fear that he might develop a complex.
We left Scott's sister's house around 8 p.m. and started driving west. Our plan was that Adam would sleep 10-12 hours and we would get a big chunk of the driving done in peace. Ah, "the best laid plans..." Adam didn't fall asleep until 10 p.m. and that was after two, yes two bottles of milk, totalling 16 ounces. We stopped for gas at about 11:30 p.m. and Adam woke up and required another 10 ounces of milk before he would go back to sleep. He woke up again at 3 a.m. soaking wet, hmmmm, wonder why. So, we changed his diaper at a gas station and Adam couldn't have been happier to be awake. He was pointing out all the trucks and having a grand time.
We stopped to get gas later in the day. We were told there was a Sonic Burger here, they lied. It was only the first of three Sonic bait-and-switch tricks that day. Adam enjoyed a nice "break" though.
We were getting a little desperate towards the end and gave Adam candy to keep him occupied, he is now a big Twizzler fan.
We got off to get some lunch at Sonic Burger and found it had closed two years ago, stupid Sonic. No problem, we got to eat this instead:
Adam chose this time to have a diaper explosion. The bathrooms had no changing tables, so we changed him on the trunk of our car. It wasn't pretty. It may very well have been the most white trash thing I've ever done. Luckily this was the kind of restaurant where that kind of thing really didn't seem that strange.We arrived at my parent's new "house" about 2 hours later. Stay tuned...