We did the 3 and a half hour trip in 5. It is what it is. Wyatt wasn't really feelin' the car. I had to stop a few times so he could stretch his legs. And I even stopped once to nurse him to sleep. The point is that we're home and I'm so glad. I've already got some laundry going and Wyatt is playing with a straw on the floor. Oh, and I'm watching Everybody Love's Raymond. Life is back to normal.
I OF COURSE took some pictures of the truck stops that we chilled at. I had french toast and ice cream at one! Very cool.