It’s off to the in-laws we go! We’re going up north for Thanksgiving. It’s going to be the first big trip with the baby. I’m excited to share her cuteness with all the relatives but I’m scared for the long drive. Can we do it? I can barely stand spending twelve hours cooped up with Toby, how am I going to do with a crying baby in the mix?

I think we’re going to take advantage of Toby’s nocturnal-ness and leave at midnight so we can spend the bulk of the trip driving at night when the baby is asleep. This may or may not work. We may end up with a very cranky sleep deprived baby and a very awful drive. Who knows. Hopefully we’ll beat some of the holiday traffic at least.

We wanted to take the new sports car because it is so fun to drive and so comfortable to sit in but there is absolutely NO room in it’s itty bitty trunk for all the gear the baby needs for a nine day trip. Forget taking a portacrib or a stroller. We’ll be lucky if we can jam in all our luggage, not to mention Toby’s brother’s who is also riding up with us. (He has no idea what he is in for.) We decided that we’ll have to give up the fun of driving the sporty car on winding roads and stick with the good old faithful Eurovan. Ho hum. Parenthood.

So anyway, we’re not leaving until next week but I’m already plotting out what we need to pack. Phew! Gone are my days of light maintenance grab a bag and pack five minutes before you hit the road. I always have drawn out little sketches of what I need to pack (I’m weird, it’s just the way I work) but now I have to draw one out for the baby, the food supply (baby food, sandwiches, snacks for baby etc. etc.) and me. Thankfully Toby packs his own stuff.

In other news: Baby Bug turned 10 months old today! If you clicked over to see the movie, I’m sorry to disappoint but I’m going to stick to my new tradition of posting the monthly movie several days late.