Teenage boys are, scary, too cool, easily embarrassed, unpredictable, and just plain odd. Now imagine being trapped in a car with one for 9 hours. Terrifying huh? Yesterday, that was my reality as my son and I set out on a special vacation—just the two of us.
The first two hours were so much fun. We were singing, talking, and joking. The third hour things began to change…
Here are some of my son’s comments…I’m sure they will paint a better picture than I can…
“Mom, you just got blown off by a grandma in a Prius…maybe you need to pick up the pace.”
“Mom, don’t sing like that again—a piece of me just died.”
“Let’s stop at every In-N-Out Burger we see and eat there.”
“Keep your hands at 10 and 2”
“If you could have a pet tiger or lion which one would you choose?”
“Mom, you know if we used the bathroom at Starbucks we have to spend a minimum of $3 there. If we go to McDonald’s we only have to buy a french fry?” (what does this even mean? Honestly, I have no clue to what he was even talking about)
These are some of the comments I remembered…shortly after I slipped into survival mode and tune him out. It was either that or choke him out…
We arrived at our destination, beautiful Dana Point, Ca. We have come to have fun and soak up so sun!
Today we are heading to the beach…
Dana Point Harbor
The harbor at night. It's so beautiful!
~type you soon~