Our plan had been to find hotels with or near fun, family activities (read: pool) so we could blow off some steam each day after driving five hours and stave off the grumpies. Doesn't every plan look perfect on paper. In reality, we were so exhausted from our two days of packing and loading that we slept until 9:00 or 10:00 each morning. A decent stop for lunch and multiple rest room breaks each day meant we didn't arrive at our destination hotel until it was time for dinner. We managed to squeeze in about an hour for swimming (none for me, thank you) before bed.
The grumpies were actually held at bay, but, by the time we stopped for lunch in our new home state the silliness had all but taken over: