Because the problem we have right now is possessing more kids than car windows, which means they have to sit in a line.
After an hour, Tiger says she does not like sitting in the car looking at views like this.
She doesn't say this quietly, unless I count quietly as kicking the back of the car seat screaming her guts out while snot is pouring everywhere and it sounds like iiiiiwannnnaaagetoutthecaaaaaaaaaar! I guess I will call that quiet, because it is no where near as bad as that time on the Oxford ring road.
Anyway, Dig says he cannot drive when someone is having a fit in the car, quiet or loud. He has a yell and I fine Tiger $1 on her spends for causing a public nuisance, on the basis that if I stood in a public street and screamed I hated pavements, I would probably be fined too.
But we will not dwell on the car journey. It is a necessary evil, so I can take away memories of what children really like to do on a beach holiday.
5 comments:
Well, those pictures sure pacified my mind after that terrific fit. Glad you showed them.
I don't think there's been a car journey or taxi ride since we got here without a fight in the back rows. When do they grow out of it??
Sorry - I duplicated my comment, incompetent blogger that I am!
yup irene, it really wasn't all bad! and the weather was kind enough in parts!
i do not know, wife in hk, let us ask mean mom; she has the benefit of grown up sons. apart from that, i can only cling to HOPE.
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