Chandler’s Road Trip Distress Call

I’m writing this post from the back of our van. If you are receiving this I need your help. My name is Chandler and I am being held captive in a car seat. I’ve stolen my dad’s iPhone and only have a few precious moments to send this off before they catch me.

My kidnappers are my parents, my grandparents, and my aunt and her husband. I don’t know where they are taking me but every time we get out of the car it’s a little warmer outside.

To be fair they are treating me well…except for the fact that I have been in a car seat for over 12 hours!!! But they are feeding me and occasionally letting me out of this contraption so I can stretch. Also, they have toys. So that’s not so bad.

I just don’t understand how my family could turn on me like this. We seemed to be having such a lovely holiday. I know I fussed a few times, but I wasn’t that bad. Besides, it’s their fault for sticking me in that horrible snow man suit. It felt like the opposite of a snow man in there. They’re just lucky I didn’t turn it into a yellow snow man.

Anyway, I don’t know what their plan is. But if you see a big white van full of crazy people, please alert the authorities.

Uh oh…dad wants to play his video game again. He’s looking for his iPhone. I think he sees me! I have to hit send before he…