I’m starting to feel that this holiday, as wonderful as it has been, is becoming a kind of exquisite torture for the kids.  Especially Kieran is having an increasingly hard time managing the running around from place to place, meeting endless bunches of new (to him) people and constant late nights.  He is loving it, but it is draining him much faster than a short night’s sleep can recharge. 

Today involved a lot of trying to comfort a cranky, tired child. And that was AFTER a two hour nap.  Poor child.  I feel bad for continuing to drag him out so much, but we are here for such a limited time and we want to spend time with so many people, I just can’t say no! I guess putting up with a miserable two-year-old is penance for my selfish behaviour.

Actually, no. I think three straight days of driving to Boston will be more than adequate punishment. I CAN’T WAIT!