On Day 7, we headed back from our long weekend in Cali. I ended up sharing the back row of our rented mini-van for the entire 6+ hour drive next to an uber cranky Nolan. I spent almost the entire time talking and singing to him, playing peek a boo and making silly faces trying to keep him from fussing. My efforts seemed to be futile against Sir Crabby Pants, but I still tried my hardest. Loving your children means sometimes you'll do almost anything to fix the crabby.