Vacation - Day One

Today was not much more than a very long day of driving. Luckily, we had the kids in the car with us to keep us entertained (yeah, right). Chris rode in a different vehicle with some of his team mates, but we met up at the Olive Garden in Denver to have a good dinner. I'm sure you all know how enjoyable it isn't to drive in a car with arguing children, but here are some snippets of our free entertainment:

At one point, Tessa desperately needed to go to the bathroom. We were just trying to make it to the next exit that had services, when we hear from the back:
Trevor: It's okay, Tessa, it's just a few more watery minutes.
Tessa: Moooommmm! Ohhhhh! I need to go NOW!
And a few seconds later:
Tessa: I wish I could just roll down the window, sit on the door and pee!
Mike accelerated a little bit faster.
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Another time, after Trevor and Tessa had been arguing (again) and Tessa was losing the argument:
Katy: Trevor, people are people, no matter how small.... that's my motto.
Trevor: Yeah, well my motto is 'kick hard'.... no wait, I changed my mind. My motto is... 'got balls?'
Remember, we are on our way to a soccer tournament!
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When we were stopped at a gas station, Mike had just purchased us a fountain drink and paid for a full tank of fuel. Feeling the sticker shock, he got into the car, handed the drink to me and said, "Sheesh, that was sixty-five dollars!"
Immediately, Katy responded, "FOR A DRINK?!?"
Mike is quick on the take though... he told her, "Yes, Katy, this drink was sixty-five dollars.... but they let us fill the gas tank for free."
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We were driving up a canyon on the freeway when we heard a very loud 'BANG!', which scared us all to death. I turned to check on the kids, and all of us were yelling, "what was that?!" at the same time.... looking around to see if we had blown a tire, or judging more from the sound, been shot at. The only vehicle around us was a semi not too far behind, so our only reasoning was that he may have blown a tire.... it had just seemed so LOUD for it to have been anything other than something with our own car. Then all of us started to smell something... like, well, cheddar and sour cream.... when we realized that the bag of chips in the back window had exploded from the heat and altitude.
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Oh... I almost forgot this one. We're driving along quietly (for a change) and then this:
Katy: Ohhhh... I want to adopt a highway! (I quickly turned to look at her face to see if she was serious... and she was.)
Mike: (laughing) I don't think that means what you think it means, Katy. It's not like you get to wrap it in a blanket and take it home.
Trevor: Yeah, Katy, it's not like, (in a baby-talk voice), "goochy, goochy, goo... you cute little highway.... you cute, cute little highway!"
After we explained to her that it meant that once you 'adopted' said highway, you were then responsible for keeping it clean, which means W-O-R-K.... she quickly decided that she doesn't want to adopt a highway after all.

Like I said, pretty much just a very long day of driving.... but tomorrow we get to watch Chris play soccer, so it's all looking up from here.