We'd been in the car about 1/2 an hour or so, first leg of the shuttling, and I hear Audrey pipe up: "Are we there yet? Don't you know a shortcut?"
I was about to say something when Ben said, "Audrey. There's a lot of traffic. It's not like we can fly."
"Only on my broom," I quipped, which made Ben crack up.
Minivans don't come with "flying package optional" on the sticker, but mine has something I'd consider the next best thing.
A DVD player.
I was resistant at first to the idea of one, but Mr W talked me into it by pointing out how nice it would be to have one already installed, ready to use at anytime; as opposed to our previous method, which involved a series of cables and headrest-mounted screens, the rigging up of which made a Space Shuttle launch look easy by comparison.
I'm all for reading and being bored on long roadtrips, but I have come to appreciate and love the DVD. Nolan sniffs with disdain when I use it for what he deems 'short' trips, but he's not driving. He has no appreciation for the silence-is-golden mood that spreads throughout the van whenever we use it.
Between that and the fat iTunes cards Mr W provides me, I maintain some semblance of sanity.
Even when I am turning down dark roads getting lost. :)