Fun with Babies and Cats
This has been a tradition since Julia was born. When Chad goes out of town, I'll spend a couple of days at my parents' house. They live an hour away -- on the other side of Houston.
We all came over here yesterday after taking Chad to the airport. We ordered pizza, watched movies and had a good time. Jenna went to bed around 8 and Julia and I stayed up until 11.
At 2:30 a.m., Jenna woke up screaming. At 3, she was still screaming. At 3:30, I woke my mom up to tell her that Jenna and I were leaving and that I'd be back to pick up Julia before she and my dad had to leave for work. We got back to Baytown at 4:30 a.m. Jenna went right to sleep in her bed, which I suspect is where she had wanted to be all along. I was in bed by 4:45. Then the cat woke me up. Twice. After the second time, I literally threw him out of the house. At 7:30 a.m., Jenna and I got up and came back to my parents' house. That's where we are now.
Oh, well. It was a fun seven years of sleepovers at Granny and Papa's. Now I've got to find another survival technique for when Chad's gone.