The Road to Vacation

John Jacob Jingleheimer who?

A/N - This is the sequel to Adventures in Parenting.

Disclaimer: I own no one, except Avery, Lynsey, Damien, Adrien, and Gracen. Everyone else owns themselves.

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Trish checked her watch, rolling her eyes. They were due to get on the road in about twenty minutes. Yet, as usual, her family was running late.

"Gracie, Avery, leave it to Daddy and Lynsey to be late!" she exclaimed, talking to her young daughters. Avery was twenty months old, and Gracen was five months old.

"Sorry, Trish. I needed Daddy to help me with my suitcase. When are Amy, Jason and the boys getting here?" Lynsey asked, appearing by the large van.

"Right here!" Amy exclaimed, holding Adrien. Jason held Damien. "Sorry we're late. The boys needed their diapers changed," Damien was twenty-two months old and Adrien was six months old.

"Damy!" Avery squealed. Damien clapped his hands. Trish glanced down at her.

"Your boyfriend has arrived, Princess," Trish commented, placing Avery in her car seat. She placed Gracen in her car seat beside Avery.

They were going on vacation, their first vacation since becoming parents. They were going to a small house, just off the beach. They were getting there by the classic american road trip.

"Are we ready?" Trish asked, checking her watch. Randy slid into the driver's seat. Jason sat beside him. Trish climbed into the back of the van, and settled herself next to Amy. Lynsey sat by the window, in her booster seat.

"Are we absolutely mad?" Amy asked, checking her watch. "Can the four of us handle two toddlers, two babies and Lynsey?" Then, she glanced toward Lynsey. "I didn't mean it like that, Hon.," Lynsey nodded.

"I know," she said, flipping through her coloring book. Trish glanced toward Amy. She was used to her friend's pessimistic nature.

"No, we are not making a mistake," Trish replied. "We used to handle thousands of screaming fans. I think we'll be okay with the kids,"

They drove in relative silence for the first hour. Trish was unable to believe how quiet the car was. Could these really be her kids? At home, the house was filled with noise.

Then, Lynsey began singing.

"His name is my name, too. Whenever I go out, the people always shout here comes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt!" she sang. Trish glanced over to her.

"John Jacob Jingleheimer who?" she asked, vaguely remembering the song. Lynsey rolled her eyes.

"Schmidt. It's a song," Lynsey explained. Then, she quieted down, and began coloring again.

Trish jerked her body, hearing one of the younger children sniffle. Who was it? Avery? Damien? Adrien? Gracen?

"Who is that?" she asked, turning to Amy. Then, they heard it again.

"It's Adrien," Amy replied. She checked her watch again. "Rand, next rest stop, can you pull over? It's about snack time, and I'm sure more than one of the kids needs a diaper change,"

"Ai, Ai, Captain," Randy teased. Then, he pulled off the highway.

Trish found it hard to handle the two girls. Avery was still very much a baby. She was also very active, always running around. Gracen was still dependant on Trish for EVERYTHING.

"Rand, can you watch Avery? I need to feed Gracie," Trish said. Randy nodded. He scooped up Avery.

Shaking her head, Trish prepared to nurse Gracen.

Oh, the joys of vacation.

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Yes, this is the sequel to Adventures in Parenting. Do you like it? Should I continue it? Reviews and criticism are appreciated.

-Jen