Fetal Position
I've concluded that twelve hours of moving one day and camping out the next day isn't a good combo! I took Parker camping with his cub scout pack last night. Parker must have woken me up a dozen times. And I'm just not cut out for sleeping on the ground. It's really hard and cold. And I forget to clear the ground so there were sticks jabbing me in the ribs all night. We set our record. We moved from the tent to the van at 1:30 AM. Pride was out the window! We still froze and even in the fetal position I'm too big to sleep in that van. It was one miserable night of sleep. And then at 5:11 AM Parker asked if we could get up. Get up from what? From not sleeping? Isn't it amazing how one bad night of sleep can affect you? We are such sleep-dependent creatures. A little sleep deprivation and we're all out of whack. Can't wait to sleep on a mattress tonight. What did people do before mattresses? They must have been grumpy all the time. Good night.







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