"Weeee're almost there, we're almost there...We're almost there, we're almost there...""Stop - be quite! Mom! make them stop""Weeee're almost there, we're almost there...We're almost there, we're almost there..."
This was the wonderful music that our parents got to listen to as we traveled on Christmas. Each year on Christmas day we drove to my maternal grandparents house, 30 minutes away from home. We spent the mid-day and early evening there, having dinner around 2 or 3pm (or whenever most everyone had arrived).
When we turned onto the the street that led to our grandparent's house, my sister and I would begin to sing, "We're almost there." Those were the only lyrics. They drove my brother nuts! Thus the song had to be sung louder and with more giggling.
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