This is the word that best describes the long Thanksgiving Weekend. We've been here at my Mom's place in Quogue, L.I. for four nights, and not a single one of those nights has been peaceful. I'm not sure if it's the cold, or the unfamiliarity with their surroundings or if they're simply possessed, but Charlotte and Oliver have both patently refused to sleep through the entirety of night. As such, we've had to haul them into bed with us, which usually means that no one gets any sleep.
As I type this, the rest of the family are mercifully playing catch-up in the sleep department after another frustrating night, but I have a hard time napping when the sun is high in the sky, so I'm taking this moment to enjoy the silence. Meanwhile, this song has been rumbling through my head since the first, endless night out here. Play it loud, but for god's sake don't wake the kids!
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