Rod and I enjoy every part of the driving. The fields, the hills, the old houses and bizarre little four corner towns. We marvel at the fields of windmills down past Chatham. We try to guess the crops, usually corn or soy, but we saw onion today! Rod has that eagle eye to find any animals. We drive as long as we can push the crabby little tummies sitting behind us. Rod prefers not to drive on the 400 series highway. Fuel mileage while pulling this trailer is best when we travel at 90km/hour.
The kids on the other hand are incredibly focused on the laptops and itouches on their laps. We can barely keep all these electronics charged! We want them to read, we want them to write posts, we want them to watch the beautiful scenery just outside their windows. I have to yell back, hey look at that high levee. They miss every deer that Rod yells out. The only thing they sometimes seem to notice it the outrageous smells that waft quickly in and out of the car as we pass some fields. Really, like watching icarly reruns is going to mean anything to you in a year. Is that top score on Subway Surfer going to make you a better person?
It is just something we, as parents, need to accept right now. I think it sucks, but at least they aren’t yelling in my ear.