If hell is other people, road-tripping with a toddler is the 7th circle

Thoughts from the road as we “vacation” with our two-year old

How can something so tiny and so cute be such a threat to my sanity?

We took our first road trip with our son when he was just five months old. It was three of the most miserable days I have ever experienced. My back was twisted, my patience frayed, and our three cats (oh yes, they were along for the ride) would have left us for a dog circus if they…