We all have our limits...

The sunrise about 2 hours into our trip

The mobile changing table and our impressively compact packing job ;)

The hour long park break while Jon did his only coaching call of the day. Small towns have the coolest playgrounds.

Jack trying to hold still so the headphones don't fall off

London trying to control his insatiable appetite

Ours are becoming more and more obvious. We have a limit of how many hours we can drive between stops, how many time we must eat, and if we were smart we would put a limit on how long we drove in one day. I think a reasonable limit would be about 15 hours. That was about meltdown point on this trip anyhow. Jack and London make a funny duo in our back seat, Jack cries when he wakes up, and London cries on the way to sleep. This results in us hoping that they sleep at the same time and for the same amount of time, or we have to intervene to restore peace. Really though, they both did better than I expected, and I must say I was the most whiny by the time we got to Toronto. Here's to more stops, less traffic, and coffee.