first family-of-four vacation

or "how we ended up at a hotel in Williamsburg after six hours in the car (with one very quick stop at a McDonald's where the boys witnessed their first crack deal and mommy and daddy successfully tested our non-verbal, telepathic communication skills: 'Let's get back in our car. Immediately.') in an ill-fated attempt to go to Virginia Beach, during which mommy had to pump repeatedly sans nursing cover, Gray ate all the car snacks plus the secret extra emergency snacks, including bagel chips, cheese stick, cheerios, goldfish crackers, veggie straws and two organic cereal bars and managed to somehow drench his car seat in pee but keep his diaper dry and, along with his baby brother to whom he sang 'You are my Sunshine', was thankfully, inexplicably, perfectly angelic, and Daddy performed a neat trick with an empty bottle and we realized we all really very much like each other in the good times AND the rough did-we-just-spend-the-ENTIRE-day-in-a-ten-mile traffic-jam-from-hell times we somehow make good"