I-10 West

Last night we bought another used car for Chris, bringing our week of start-up purchases and over productivity in Florida to a close. Today we loaded up the Picky Pelican (that would be my 4 runner) and hit Interstate 10 for the 512 mile drive to Chris’ parents’ house in Houston.

We are probably about over the jet lag, although it’s hard to say since we’re always tired. Several people suggested the time zone switch would cure Isaac’s day/night reversal. This has not been the case. Yesterday, in fact, he napped only two hours between 2pm and 3am. He was fussy and trying to sleep, but kept waking up crying in pain with gas. Very distressing, especially since I avoid gas-producing foods but obviously ate something that didn’t agree with him.

Oh well, he’s sound asleep snuggled in his car seat now as we cruise over the Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana state lines. Baby road trip! It’s fun being back in the South again, riding off into the sunset over rivers, swamps and coastlands. And the nomads drive on!