"Are we there yet?"
“Why can’t we just be THERE?”
“Why does Grandma live so far away?”
"How much further to Grandma’s?"
"How long is an hour?" (It’s two Phineas and Ferb episodes—FYI.)
Sound familiar? Yea. Fun times.
When you are seven years old, sitting in the car for long drives is, in a word, B O R I N G. It is also frustrating to us, as parents to answer the same questions over and over. We love our kiddo, but when she is bored, we are responsible to bring on the entertainment, or suffer the incessant questions. I remember how it felt on long drives. When I was a kid, we drove to Texas from California many times. My dad was not the "Pull-over! I got to pee" sort of accommodator. If you went to the restroom in New Mexico, you were holding it until the Texas State line. I remember it being a pretty boring drive, in some parts and I am assured that I drove my parents crazy with the incessant questions, just as my daughter does on long drives now.