I am sitting on pins and needles, praying that we can make the trip. Even more hours spent worrying about what happens once we are in the air, standing in Times Square, etc. Weather, ear canals, carry-on baggage requirements, the list never ends!
And to top it off, Miles doesn't want his parents well rested. Last night, Jesse and I were treated to a 3 am dance party. Yep, you read it right. Little Man not only woke up, he boogied down to boot. He shimmed for a good two hours in his crib; Jesse drank an entire pot of coffee. I tried to zone out before my alarm officially sounded at 5.
It's almost 9 pm now, and I am dog (and cat) tired. Best rest up if the wee once calls for another bedroom block party. (Insert huge yawn.)
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