Of cracks and sags and potty dances

So yesterday we made┬áthe three-hour long drive down to Pensacola. I, as the only adult,┬áhave driven alone with the girls plenty of times. Why have I not found a legal way to sedate them yet? When Reagan was a traveling toddler she would sleep for about two hours at a stretch, which would give meContinue reading “Of cracks and sags and potty dances”