We had a long day yesterday, we skipped school and went to Disneyland to celebrate H's 4th birthday. We get along really well with his family and we thought it would be a lot of fun for the kids to be together at Disneyland. We planned for a long day with lots of snacks to avoid the over-priced bland food at Disney. The day went very well. There were few melt downs and behavior problems, we got to see several attractions in progress as they were being refurbished, and the lines were short. Even so, we didn't leave the park until after 8 pm and didn't get into our own beds until 10 pm last night. That's very late for my kids who are in bed at 7 pm and usually up by 6 am.
Caskey and I were exhausted too. As the kids got tired of walking we took turns with them on our shoulders, it was just a hard day. We fell into bed shortly after we put all of our munchkins to bed.
At 2 am though little feet came padding down the stairs. William had brought me an empty, clean water cup from the drawer. He was asking me to assemble the water cup for him because he was thirsty. I couldn't believe he had gotten up in the night, found himself a new cup with the intention of getting himself a cup of water. I can remember just a few months ago when he would scream and cry hysterically that he was thirsty, only for us to find his cup buried in the sheets.
I was so proud of my little man last night, just 3 years old, getting up and taking care of his needs.