Are We There Yet

Are we there yet?
The cry came from the back seat of the car
We haven’t been in 10 minutes, we haven’t gone very far
Are we there yet?
Comes the whining plaintive cry
Not long now darling I say with a sigh.
Let’s see how many red cars we can see, the games have now started.
Why don’t we do blue ones instead, his eyes darted.
He could see the next car and of course it was blue,
He’s cheating and you know it, I hate all of you.
Are we there yet? 
The plaintive cry comes again from the back
It’s only been three minutes since you asked - change the track.
I need a wee, I’m busting you know.
I told you before we left, you had to go.
Are we there yet? 
Gosh I’m sick of this now
I’ll tell you when we get there, just be quiet please, somehow
I’ve packed all the lunches, there are stories on tape
You’ve all had a wee now just get this straight.
It’s only ten minutes more, this journey my dear
Next time your car breaks down, get a taxi, do you hear?
I’m sick to death of are we there yet?
I’ve still got to get the kids to school and you can bet,
I won’t have the fuss that I get from you.
Now get out, we are here and you have a job to do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Esquire Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 1:06 PM
Dear Mandy, I have heard so many stories about "Are we there yet" I had a Hispanic Saucier who had 8 children. He dreaded long trips this is great but it sounds like YOUR hubby was the one asking Are we there yet LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal (Young) Liege...Harry --Soup Mail Reply
Horsman Avatar
October 8, 2012 at 4:24 AM
hey before i forget, happy anniversary, one year, and wow what an impact you have made.. ::: trials and tribulations of a everyday housewife, or should i say just one of a everyday housewife... enjoyed this...
Lane Avatar
November 30, 2011 at 12:56 PM
We were coming home one night when the kids were about 4 and they both had to go bad! I kicked the speed up. We got to withiin 100yards of oour house when the cop pulled me over for speed. I asked him if it was Ok if they made a dash for home. He said yes and off both kids and my wife went. He asked me if that's why I was speeding. I said yes and he handed my license back to me and walked away.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
November 30, 2011 at 1:01 PM
its always hubby that needs to cut a journey short. he takes his exchange keys for toilets on any journey (telephone exchange)x
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