Here's a puzzle for you...Why is it that both of my kids can fall asleep in the middle of the day on the way back from the Farmer's Market (a 15-minute drive), but neither one of them even starts to doze off on the hour-plus drive home from the grandparents' at bedtime?
Must be some sort of toddler conspiracy. They know I want to use the quiet time in the car to talk to friends, so they just keep talking to me. And talking. And talking. And talking. And talking. Mixed in with some crying. And a little whining. And more talking.
Thank goodness we're home.
