When we were away, we had a king size bed. It was glorious. What more could a happily married couple ask for then the ability to sprawl out in bed and still not have to touch each other?
But then we made a mistake.
We let squirmy-McSquirmypants sleep with us. Bad idea!
Since we've been home, Connor has woken up numerous times a night. He walks, sleepy eyed, straight into our bedroom, straight to my side of the bed (why my side? WHY???) grabs onto my shirt, or my hair, or my skin and pulls his skinny little self up onto our bed. It's a queen size bed. It is not glorious. It is small. And even smaller when there's a squirmy midget in the middle of a 6 foot 3 man and myself. So anyway, last night at 4am, when I asked him why he was in our room, he said "because I love you". This morning, when I woke up, I turned the lights on. He immediately climbed right out of our bed walked--sleepy eyed--back into his bed, while mumbling "my bed more tumfy (comfy) then yurs bed".
I feel used. And I want my bed back. For a whole night. Please and thank you.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Waugh's 1st family vacay
What a whirlwind.
Great trip? Yes.
Tough trip? Yes.
First night away, I pulled Connor out of the truck when we arrived at our first destination and he was hot as coals. Yep. Fever. On Day one. D-A-Y O-N-E! The fever lasted for a third of the trip, making it difficult to do much of anything. He was quite cranky and of course - sooky for Mommy...sorry, Mamma (As per Connor, "Yours name not Mommy! Yours name MAMA!!"). We tried our luck at Magic Kingdom on one of Connor's 'off' days. BAD IDEA! Not even Winnie the Pooh himself could get that boy to smile. But the second time around, we went to Hollywood Studios, saw the Mickey Mouse clubhouse crew, and all was right in the world. It was a blast.
The pool was probably Connor's favorite thing to do. He was a bit timid at first, but by the end of the week he was practically pinching us to drop him in. Just a regular old fish, that boy. I already miss it there. I swear I can still smell the chlorine in the pool. It was so nice to spend time with my family. I miss them already. It's hard to only see them a few days of the year. It's even harder to have them miss Connor growing up. It's like every time they see him, he's a different kid.
It was difficult at times, but all in all, our 1st Waugh Family vacation was a huge success. I can't wait to start planning the next one.
Great trip? Yes.
Tough trip? Yes.
First night away, I pulled Connor out of the truck when we arrived at our first destination and he was hot as coals. Yep. Fever. On Day one. D-A-Y O-N-E! The fever lasted for a third of the trip, making it difficult to do much of anything. He was quite cranky and of course - sooky for Mommy...sorry, Mamma (As per Connor, "Yours name not Mommy! Yours name MAMA!!"). We tried our luck at Magic Kingdom on one of Connor's 'off' days. BAD IDEA! Not even Winnie the Pooh himself could get that boy to smile. But the second time around, we went to Hollywood Studios, saw the Mickey Mouse clubhouse crew, and all was right in the world. It was a blast.
The pool was probably Connor's favorite thing to do. He was a bit timid at first, but by the end of the week he was practically pinching us to drop him in. Just a regular old fish, that boy. I already miss it there. I swear I can still smell the chlorine in the pool. It was so nice to spend time with my family. I miss them already. It's hard to only see them a few days of the year. It's even harder to have them miss Connor growing up. It's like every time they see him, he's a different kid.
It was difficult at times, but all in all, our 1st Waugh Family vacation was a huge success. I can't wait to start planning the next one.
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