Sometimes I find that when my husband and I are about to embark on a journey in the car, he sometimes is initially somewhat grouchy, I attribute this to the hustle of getting ready, of course, I always attempt to be cheerful as possible, due to the unknown attitude of Mr. Grump.
Years ago, I decided to fight fire with fire and as soon as I settle in to my seat, I immediately inquire as to whom am I about to travel with, usually asking, well! Which twin are you today? the good twin or the bad twin? Usually, he simply smiles and becomes the good twin,
silence in a two-or three-hour car ride adventure can be uncomfortable for the bad twin.