The holidays brought travels which meant a long road trip with my 10 month old son.  Daunting.

To sum up:

• Screaming before we got to Lenoir City
• Traffic jam in ATL (naturally)
• hours riding in the back with my knees under my chin entertaining a kid who has no idea what’s going on.
• A nasty poo.  Then a nasty poo leak…then unpacking of the entire trunk to get another pair of non-pooed-upon pants
• hotel…not a suite.  one room.  Sharon and I had to go to the bathroom and close the door just to talk.  Woke up every few moments to the sound of coos and scratching and sneezing.
• next day: rinse and repeat.

Bottomline: best road trip ever.

There’s nothing like being a dad.