Road Trip (the part where Cambel believes he is driving the van)

This week is Kevin's spring break and we decided to drive to Pennsylvania and stay a few days with Jason-- Kevin's best friend from high school (and the best man in our wedding)--and his wife Jenny. We first went to my sister's house to spend time with them and celebrate my mom's birthday. (Side note: this trip "home" was great, but it made me more homesick for my friends and family than I felt before. Thanks a lot friends and family--couldn't you be a little mean or something so I wouldn't miss you as much?)

After a good meal with my family we hit the road. Several hours later we changed the kids into their pajamas and told them it was time to sleep. Some time later Ada started to cry, which woke Cambel up. At least I thought he was awake. His eyes were open and he seemed to be looking at me, and under normal circumstances those are usually signs of an awake state. But after a few seconds he started to scream and frantically grab at his seat with his hands. He reached for my hand and yelled "you need to help me! slow this down! I can't do this! we are going too fast! help me stop!" Naturally, since it was the middle of the night and I had been dozing I reacted with nearly as much panic to match his own and started yelling "what, what is it?" After a few intense moments we concluded that he not really awake and was convinced that he was in charge of driving the car.

Apparently he did not feel up to the task.

It took awhile but we were finally able to convince him that he was in fact not the (backseat) driver. Actually I think he just had to "wake up" and then he dropped peacefully back to sleep, blissfully unaware of the chaos he had just caused.

We managed to arrive without further confusion about who was driving, and since then we have been having a great time with great friends. (Possible pictures to follow. Oh, the excitement)