Time to drive back to Kansas.
Law-abiding citizens would make it in 3 1/2 hours.
Mark did it less that 3.
My half of the circus manage just over 4....we had to go potty many times.
Every time we embark on a road trip, the boys offer nonchalantly to help drive. I then thank them in a noncommittal tone for the offer and we all know that it's probably not gonna happen. Because you may remember that I dedicated 2 years of my life to each one of them as they learned to drive. And that left a mark somewhere very deep in my soul.
But....it's Christmas and I miss my boys and it was time to take a breath and let go of the reins a bit.
Those two boys shared the drive home and we all made it one piece! In fact, I do believe Ethan even bought me a bag of funyuns at the gas station while Mathew pumped the gas. I could get used to this! I had lots of time to scroll on my phone and take little naps.
Ethan offered to cook his famous Chicken Pot Pie for our Christmas Eve dinner!
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