Charlie preformed like a champ this weekend during a three hour drive. He slept for the first two hours. Of course when he does this, I realize that I'm hungry, like the kind of hungry where your stomach hurts. So that for thirty minutes, all I was thinking was how I was hungry and that surely Charlie would wake up soon.
He didn't.
So after that first thirty minutes, I realize that I kind of have to pee. And I'm now thinking that surely Charlie will wake up soon and I can eat and pee then. So I just keep driving because I'm counting on this scenario.
He didn't wake up.
So two hours in to the three hour car trip, I stop at Jack in the box for a potty break and a fajita pita. I have to wake him. WAKE UP MY SLEEPING BABY WHO IS ASLEEP IN THE CAR, with one hour left in the trip.
So for the next hour, I handed Charlie a toy from my big bag of toys, and he played with it for a little while and then threw it across the car. Then I would hold another toy over his head (Keep in mind that he is in a carseat, facing backwards, in the middle of my back seat), he would take the next toy and repeat. I did this for the whole hour.
But you know what? He didn't cry! So that's a win. But you know, if he had cried for that whole hour, I think maybe I would consider just peeing my pants in the future.
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