Yesterday we piled into the tiny Yaris to travel to celebrate with a sweet couple who is getting married tonight. So this morning I have a choice to make; Sugar coat our traveling adventures or to be honest in saying that lately when you put the 3 of us in our tiny little car you are asking for glimpses into scenes from a war movie. HA. Okay, it’s not THAT bad, but for a couple who can count on one hand how many times they have fought in our nearly 5 years of being together, it isn’t fun.
Each time we travel the trip starts out lovely. Holding hands, Noah talking so cute in the back, and music serenading our car ride. However, the last few months when we travel in the Yaris (it only seems to be in the Yaris, probably because it is so tiny) we tend to have a much less enjoyable trip. Yesterday it was storming pretty bad the entire 4 hours making me a bit of a crazy lady back seat driver. I’ll admit it, yes I am a total back seat driver. This is probably because I am one of the most cautious people when I drive. I abide by all of the laws & when it rains I’m the one that pulls over to wait or I go 40 until it stops.