Hey, ho! Let’s go!
It’s hard to believe that it has already been 2 weeks since we moved into our house in Bend.
The 1200 mile drive over 3 days was an experience, to say the least. The new Highlander was packed up to the ceiling, AND had a stuffed cargo bag on the roof, making us resemble the Beverly Hillbillies. Ryan sat in his carseat behind me and our dog Rita laid on the seat next to Ryan. Due to this seating arrangements, toys were not necessary for our toddler. Who needs toys when he has an old black lab to feed goldfish crackers, apples, cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets? It was endless entertainment for Ryan and the dog was more than content.
As we approached the end of our journey, the kid started getting antsy. He decided at mile 1100 of 1221 that he was done being in the car. He was over it. So he started to scream. Stick a fork in him, he was fucking done! Right then, a familiar song came over our Sirius radio–it was The Ramones’ “Blitzkrieg Bop”.
Something magical happened. As Matt and I sang along with the chorus, Ryan listened intently. About halfway through the song, we heard from the backseat Ryan yelling out, “Hey, ho! Let’s go!” over and over again. The more we cracked up the louder he’d sing. And his singing went on for the next 119 miles.
So we’re here now and there are plenty more stories to share. I’ll try to get my ass in gear and blog more often.