This is a late entry, since we went on this trip to Durham quite a few weeks ago. This was the inaugural trip in the Santa Maria with the full clan of Yarnoz - Daddy at the helm, the DQ ahh... "giving directions"... and Merlie leading the snoozers in the way back.
It started out great -- the Pizz and the Twizz were relatively quiet on the way there, and despite the grueling heat, we managed to show Merlie the alma mater.
And then there was lunch with Jason, Darlene, and Layla at a fine Durham dining establishment, and a brief trip to visit Karen et al.
By this time, it was late afternoon, and the Pizz had surprised us by not taking a nap at all... and not melting down.
And so we loaded up the Santa Maria again, and hit the road for home, smug little parents. I distinctly remember talking smack in my head, thinking: "We are so awesome. Three kids under two and not one single meltdown!!"
Yes, well, I know what you are thinking: famous last words, or don't throw stones at glass santa marias, or something of that nature. Yes, we doomed ourselves for failure.
So, in case you were wondering exactly how long the Twizz and the Pizz can make it in the car, the answer is 2 hours and 5 minutes. In case you were wondering how long it takes to return from Durham to sleepy Wilmington, the answer is 2 hours and 30 minutes.
We have yet to quite return to sanity.
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