This past weekend, I took Abby with me to see my little brother graduate from college.
In the four hour car ride there, we listenend to music, watched a movie (she did, not me), read books (again, just her) and had fun conversations. There was no fighting over whose turn it was to pick the movie or who got to sit where. No emergency bathroom stops. No crying for a bottle. No changing a diaper on the side of the road.