Road Trip Day #1

Things I learned on my first road trip with a 10 month old, a 2 year old and a wife with a fractured elbow.
Day 1
Left Lehi around 4:00pm. About 4:25pm, 2 year old (hereafter known as Millie) announces that she wants to get out. Jackie had packed a large bag with toys and activities to play with. She goes through all of them by 4:45pm.
My parents loaned us their minivan- which, while being large and spacious did not come with a CD player- just cassette player. I brought my Ipod- freshly loaded with episodes of Little Einsteins for Millie- but she hates her special headphones. We plugged in the radio adapter and all listened to Little Einsteins until Fillmore. I then realize that I left the charger adapter connected to the computer- we have to make the Ipod last on one full battery. Jackie becomes the Ipod rationer. I also realize that instead of buying the yummy Nestle Flipz Chocolate preztels, I got the gross chocolate flavored yogurt kind. We try to give them to Millie as a "treat"- she will have none of it. Ellis sleeps through most of it.
Fillmore gas station/Arby's tip- I met one former student and one current student here. It must be the hot social gathering place. We also learned the 10 month old (hereafter known as Ellis) likes curly fries. Daddy (me) learned that curly fries and Mountain Dew will make one a touch sick. Also, the hand dryers in the women's bathroom with scare both 10 month and 2 year olds- which will cause a one-armed Mom (Jackie) to drop the 2 year old in the bathroom.
After a quick gas break in St. George (gas for the van and gas from Ellis), it was onward to Las Vegas. We both thought the girls would be sound asleep by now, but oh no. They both received second winds and were happily (Ellis) and unhappily (Millie) unloaded from the van at the Orleans hotel in Las Vegas. I would have happily checked Millie and Ellis with the rest of our luggage with the bellhop, but alas, Jackie said no. Checking in at 10:45pm with 2 overtired children (3 including Jackie) and a sick Clin was eventful. We got into our room, put Ellis in her portable crib where she proceded to scream for 4 hours. Millie developed a ear, foot and bum ache and was hysterically screaming. In the midst of this, I got up, vomited as my loving spouse commented from the other room, "You are NOT allowed to be sick on this trip! Get out here and help Ellis calm down". (I swear somewhere in that sentence she said "dammit" as well, but she'll deny it). After Jackie said, "get the car, we're driving home", (and I was feeling much better), we put Millie in for a hot bath at 2:00am- she calmed down (and hopefully doesn't remember the $150 that was promised to her from me if she would just "close your eyes and your bum will feel better") and we put Ellis's crib in the bathroom, where she fell asleep right away. Millie falls asleep after her bath and as Jackie and I looked lovingly into each other's eyes she says, "Why are we doing this?" I then said goodnight.