On Friday I was a zombie from lack of sleep the night before, so everything seemed to take longer than usual. But I was really easy about pacing myself so that when Abe came home from work, I could drive most of the way to Springdale. Abe has been itching to get to the red rock, so he had scheduled Friday night at the Marriot in Springdale.
I drove almost the whole way and honestly wasn’t tired for the drive. That was amazing, considering I could hardly function in the face of laundry piles and toy messes. But I had so much fun talking, talking, talking with Abe the whole way down. About forty minutes from Springdale I petered out and Abe took over.
The room was so nice and the kids loved it. Ammon thought his trundle bed was so cool, and Clarissa, who had woken up half an hour before we reached Springdale, actually must have taken to the pack ‘n play because she went back to sleep so much easier than we expected.