Plans on hold

The goal was to be on the road by nine, off to IKEA for shelves and breakfast. Patrick originally obliged by waking up at Five. As usual, he was off and running.

So we meander our way through the morning. Coffee, stories, playtime. I shower and take the dogs for a walk. Kevin meets me at the door when I return.

"Take off your coat quietly. You have to come see this."

We tip-toe us the stairs and at his direction, I peak into our darkened bedroom. Patrick is lying down on the floor next to the bathroom door. He's holding a book. He's sound asleep.

"I saw him lay down while I was in the shower. He just giggled at me. Next time I checked, that's what I saw. I got dressed but he never woke up."

We shut the door and left him there. The kitchen is cleaned. The car is packed. Kevin is getting gas and goldfish crackers, both necessary for any car trip. When Patrick is ready, so are we.