Monday, February 3, 2014

My Favorite Part of Traveling

Last week's adventure to Great Wolf Lodge was a hit. It was fun. It was exhausting. I am still a little tired.


I don't sleep well when I'm not in my own bed.

No matter how nice, comfortable and quiet the hotel room is, I still struggle to fall asleep and stay asleep.

But sleeping in the hotel room is still my favorite part of traveling.

Doesn't make much sense does it?

It does to me.

It's not often that the girls and I spend the night all together in one room. At home the four of us are spread out over three bedrooms.

But in a hotel room, we're packed into two beds right next to each other.

And that's when the fun, slumber party mentality begins.

At night, lying in those hotel beds, we laugh and giggle, we tell stories and make up jokes, we stay up way past bedtime and nod off late at night one at a time.

And I love it.

Last Wednesday, after a long day of water park fun, we climbed into bed exhausted. I didn't think they'd make it for very long. They surprised me.

For over two hours I listened to them talk and laugh. There was no arguing or complaining, just joy and excitement over the day's adventure.

I lay in bed thankful for those voices in the dark.

Hannah's voice rehashing everything in incredible detail.

Ashley's voice full of victory at tackling every water slide when she didn't think she would want to ride any.

Amy's voice choosing to be kind and joining in, rather than trying to take over.

So thankful for those voices.

Voices that say a million things to me everyday.

But there's just something special about those voices in a hotel room.

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