For the big road trip to St. Louis, the girls moved all 3 of their seats onto the back bench. For some reason, this move has become quite the game changer. They can fight, share, and smother themselves in red icees to their hearts’ content. With the bucket seats between us, I’m finding just a smidgen of peace…not because there IS more, but because I can HEAR less. And why Avery is wearing a winter vest on a 100 degree day is beyond me. I think the heat is starting to get to us.