Our poor little Katie STILL suffers when we take her places.
Yesterday we went as a family to the library, which is 45 minutes away on the north side of the city (with new paved roads it was actually a nice drive, Carie you would have liked it!). Katie did well going out, just watching things go by. She did well while we were there. Then she had enough. I fed her, twice. She cried herself to sleep as soon as I put her back into the car seat and we headed home. That was all good and fine . . . until . . . during the night she decided that she did not want to sleep, she wanted to play, and eat . . . every two hours!
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz was all that I wanted. :-)