In order to reach my parents' house with our sanity intact after a 12 hour drive with two small children, we opted to leave at 3am in the hopes that our kids would sleep for a large fraction of the trip. If we waited until the first light of sunrise had started around 4:30 or so, Sam would be totally finished sleep-wise.
That resulted in Daniel and me waking up around 2am to pack the car and get ready so we could wake up the kids, do a diaper change or potty trip, and stick them in the car still in their PJs and hopefully, still sleepy.
Daniel finished packing up the first suitcase for the car and walked out of our bedroom to find Sam had woken up and was standing outside her door jiggling with excitement already.
"Is it time for Utah?!" she asked. She had asked us that every night for over a month at this point, but she was finally right! Daniel told her that it was time to go to Utah, but he had to load up the suitcases and she needed to go wait on her bed for me to come get her soon.
In response, she looked down the staircase to the first floor, looked at the suitcase, looked at Daniel, and then said "Be careful, Dad. There's a lot of dark down there."
So true, Sam. So very true.
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PS Sam slept a grand total of 2 (non consecutive) hours on that drive. The best laid plans, right? Still, the early hour worked great for Peyton, so we'd do it again.
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