Driving is stressful enough, but there’s nothing quite like driving with a backseat full of children. Every day, I get to experience that lovely feeling at least twice.
Our morning run to school is usually pretty manageable — I haven’t had nearly enough coffee to even register the chaos that’s happening back.
The later drive, though, is filled with all sorts of panicked thoughts and weird realizations. Here’s an average drive with the kids for me: