Wednesday, October 16th, 2013
2 years, 11 months.
Going into last weekend’s mini-road trip and vacation, I kept my expectations extremely low, as I’ve learned to do based on previous overnight family trips.
I kept in mind, as Clark Griswold puts it, that a family vacation is not a vacation, but instead a quest for fun.
The thing that most worried me was the sleeping situation in the 3 bedroom house we rented to fit my parents, my sister and brother-in-law, and your cousin, as well:
Mommy made a pallet (a Southern term for bed of blankets) for you on the floor next to our bed.
So that I wouldn’t be disappointed, I just went ahead and assumed that you would wake up in the middle of the night, realize Mommy and I were in the same room as you, and cry until we let you sleep in the bed with us…
Which would soon after result in me sleeping on the couch because I wouldn’t get any sleep because you never actually sleep if you’re in bed with us; instead you cry/play.
Not only did you sleep through the night on Day 1, but on the 2nd day you actually slept in! Mommy and I got to sleep for over 9 hours in a California King-sized bed!
That is miraculous!
I actually got an abundance of rest while on an overnight family trip? Thank you, Son.
Not only that, but our family actually got to chill out. At one point, Mommy took the Sienna for a spin to Starbucks, and you and I watched Monsters, Inc., or at least the first 42 minutes of it.
Peaceful. How cool.
So, here’s to hoping our “pallet plan” works for next time, and every future next time.
Noted: You sleep better on the floor when we’re in a strange house.
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