I began the thoughts on this post the last time I took a 10-day road trip with the kids. It’s now the second time in four months that I’m doing so, and I’m pondering the same thoughts again.
It starts like this.
I want to go see new places, visit my people, have fun experiences, leave room in the plan for spontaneity, and live in the moment. Including for and with my kids.
But I also want to keep the routine.
Why are kids so dependent upon routine? One would think that if a kid is tired, and it’s dark outside…