Nap in the car

Yesterday we took a late trip to Stinson Beach. We stopped in Napa, kinda on the way, to do some birthday shopping for Maddy. She hated every second of it. Driving away from Napa I was dozing at the wheel a little, so Joanna offered to drive. I always say no, it's some kind of man-thing about letting the mom drive, I don't know. But yesterday I was pooped. So I agreed and I woke up about an hour later, about 10 minutes from the beach, because Joanna was honking and hollering at the driver 2 cars up because they were doing 20 MPH around the very bendy roads along the coast. She, on the other hand, was slapping trees (and almost the cliff) with the right-side mirror.  

She almost killed us, but I really enjoyed the nap, and for that I love her very much.