So, we're officially crazy. We took Quinn on a road trip to Ohio to meet my extended relatives when he was about 4 weeks old, mainly my grandparents. 3 1/2 hours to St. Louis, 5 to Indy, and another 6 to Ohio; not counting stops along the way to feed and change the boy. Overall he did very well in the car, he slept most of the time. He would really only fuss after a pit stop, and then only for 30 minutes or so. The last 20 minutes of the drive were the only exception, when he screamed bloody murder and nothing would calm him. We had a couple of bad nights, mainly the one when he woke up every hour and wanted to nurse. Nonetheless, it was a very long week. But worth it, for my grandparents to meet Quinn.
We stopped in St. Louis to see Tony's parents and little sister on the way there and back. It was good to see them again, and for them to get to love on the kiddo. We stopped in Indy at my parent's house to see my family. Then my mom and sister came to Ohio with us.
The Ohio trip was great. I got to see family members I hadn't seen in years, and everyone was very excited to meet Quinn.

Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa Crile

Great-Grandma Houston

Quinn at the beginning of the trip...

and at the end...
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