I think we can count on one hand, with fingers left over, the number of times James has willingly trotted off to bed at night. Well, on Saturday night James actually declared his desire for sleep! We'd left the beach that morning, hit the Summerville Farmers Market (to see Wabi Sabi Farm in action!), gone to lunch with Aunt Maggie and Uncle Joe, then met up with our friends from Furman for a cookout. James had a blast playing with their son, and just as we were about to get in the car, he tripped on a tree root (while running full tilt) and scraped his face. I knew it really hurt because he actually cried and admitted pain (not the norm at all). When we got back to the hotel to find some yummy treats (thanks, Mag!), James ate half a cookie, had a few sips of milk, and then requested(!) bed!
We didn't get much fuss after the baseball game Sunday either. And last night he fell asleep on the way back from our visit to the farm, not even waking up between the parking garage and our room!
We had another jam-packed day today-- breakfast with Auntie Maggie and Uncle Joe, swimming, packing the car, lunch with Daddy, a long afternoon at the children's museum (which included A LOT of dress-up!), and gelato with Daddy. Now we're in the car on the way to Nana and Pops. We didn't even get out of Charleston County before James was fast asleep, his "cold, refreshing drink" clutched in his hand.
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