About an hour after we left our house this girl...
Of course there were no exits for miles, so we pulled over on the highway, cleaned and bagged everything the best we could and climbed back in because we still had a LONG way to go.
Mo was a trooper, and didn't even cry when she was puking or when she got stripped down on the highway shoulder (she was swishing the vomit around in her mouth which thoroughly grossed the rest of us out).
Nothing like trying to ignore the smell of puke in the car for 5 hours.
Oh and,
Happy Thanksgiving!