Our best chance of making a TEN hour journey with an eleven month old was to travel through the night while he slept. He was so good. The car started making a machine gun noise about ten minutes into the trip. Oddly enough, Trent slept through that for the first three hours. When he did wake up, Poppy had so nicely given us a video for him to watch. My dad taped all Trent's favorite shows for him to watch. He loved them. He giggled for the next couple of hours until he passed out again.
