Invincible

When you are the parent of multiples you start to see yourself as a superhero or at least a super parent.  You leave the house with twins, you keep your cool in public most of the time.  You are so cocky that three kids seems reasonable and you elevate to new heights when you 'master' your new self imposed level of difficulty, then four kids seems possible.  Heck you are already down the rabbit hole, you again shift, adjust and manage most of the time.  Onlookers (ok, Grandpa) assumes you 'need help', you scoff, and Amine's new, very flexible schedule has given you a false sense of confidence.  You manage shopping with four, school drop offs and pick ups, extracurricular activities, most of the time observing what is a reasonable challenge and what is too much.  All this leading up to just that, the huge, probably crazy challenge, the road trip to North Carolina.  Clearly the confidence has gone to your head.  This kind of road trip is just what you need to set the world right again, to see your limits.  I am seeing flashbacks of our ridiculous drive across Morocco with four month old twins.  If that weren't enough why don't we send mother nature out to bury our route under a fresh coat of snow and ice, especially across areas that have no clue what to do with it.
It should at least provide some stories to recall upon 'for better or for worse'. Giddy up.