We've been in the car for 24 out of the last 36 hours. I've used my glittery voice so many times, I think I deserve a medal. Or at least a hot fudge sundae.
"West, my dear, sweet son, please take your sweaty feet off your sister!"
"Sailor, my kind-hearted girl, when West puts his sweaty feet on you, please don't scream-calmly and serenely ask for help!"
"Oh, charges, can you count how many ears of corn you see in Nebraska?"
"Only 682 miles left till our destination-think how much closer we're getting!"
Oh-I've been positively chipper, if not always genuine. There's a huge responsibility on the shoulders of the mother, and not just in the car. The mood of the family hangs on your ability to keep your cool. If you are calm, the family will recover from grounchy moods and squabbles. If you are crabby, the whole family will let loose with existentialist angst. Remember that if you are thinking of having children. Forget about learning Lamaze and how to diaper infants. Practice being cheerful when everyone around you is cantankerous. That's the most pratical advice I can offer to potential parents. Ohm. Serenity now. Fake it till you feel it, baby.
We are here-and I can say that much with an absolutely 100 percent genuine glittery voice.
"Charges-it's time to unload the car! Oh, ho! Now won't that be fun?"
Be Back Tomorrow with more about Nauvoo...