We kind of weren't in much of a rush at all, so when our GPS decided to take us through the city to get back, we decided what the heck (mistake #2). Kyle had never been to Manhattan before, so at least he'd see some of it. Well, that nice Manhattan trip turned into a not-so-nice Bronx trip. The traffic wasn't too scary, but the tolls sucked (note to self: get an EZPass for our next trip ANYWHERE, the lines are MUCH shorter!). As we finally got onto the NJ Turnpike, Kyle decided that since we would be "so close" to Philadelphia that we should just swing by Lincoln Financial Field to get a look at it (for those of you that don't know, Kyle is a huge Eagles fan) and also get some authentic Philly cheesesteaks. I reluctantly said okay (mistake #3), because I knew that a "quick" trip into Philly wouldn't be so quick. Boy was I right.
We got into Philadelphia and right away went to the stadium. Luckily the Phillies game had already ended, so there was no traffic or anything like that to deal with. We drove into the parking lot and got some pictures, then left to go find a cheesesteak. Logan & I had already eaten at a rest stop off the NJ Turnpike (don't do that - 2 small meals at Roy Rogers cost us $20! - mistake #4), so it was just Kyle looking to get one. 30 minutes later we find the place that he wants to go (Geno's, which I'm told is one of the best), find a parking spot, and the kids & I stay in the van while he goes and gets his much-awaited cheesesteak. While waiting, Dylan gets hungry and decides that he needs to eat now or else! So, I feed him in the front seat and wait for Kyle to get back. He does, eats his food, we get Dylan situated back in his car seat, and we're off again. We run into a bit of traffic, and about an hour later Dylan decided he is done with this car ride. We pull off to get him out and walk around a bit... mistake #5.
After we're done with potty breaks and a quick walk around the rest stop, we decide to forge ahead. Dylan wasn't too happy with the mini-break, and boy did he let us know! I thought he had some loud fits before, well... those were nothing compared to this! Apparently he was tired (so was I), and he fell asleep. About 20 minutes back into our trip, right after Dylan falls asleep, another little voice from the back of the van says, "I have to go potty." Oh, Logan....
So, we stop for yet another potty break, all the while praying that Dylan doesn't wake up when the van stops. Luckily he didn't! We get going (again) and all seems well. Then the traffic in Maryland is awful. I finally get some rest (many thanks to Kyle for being our chauffeur all weekend ♥), and about an hour into my nap, Dylan woke up and started screaming. Again. This time, he's not hungry or tired, just bored and ready to get out of the car seat. I have to shimmy my way between the two captains chairs in the van (the back seat was folded down to allow room for all of our "gear") during bad traffic, and I have to sit there consoling Dylan for what seems like an eternity. My legs were both asleep, my head was pounding, let me just say I hope it's something I'll never have to do again.
He gets quiet. Then traffic stops in Virginia. To save you the misery, we find a back way home and finally make it home at 11:30 pm. What a day.
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