The Memories of Vacations

We checked into a motel and everyone was settled down for a good night's sleep. Instead of a boring story of a good night's sleep, let's talk about an early start to the day. I awoke at 3 a.m. to find the light on and Christie up moving around as if she had been awake for more than a few minutes. (A big hint giving cause to this assumption was the computer was turned on.) Her reply to my inquiry if she was o.k. was short and succinct. She couldn't sleep because of 1) my snoring, 2) Zebediah's continual squirming, 3) John and Shekinah talking to each other in their sleep, and 4) the a/c unit alternating between off and on. She had been up since 2 a.m. and was trying to figure out how the room coffee maker worked.
I got the coffee in her hands and we talked for a few moments and then Zebediah woke up with a smile on his face and a little squeal of delight. This caused John to awaken from his slumber and he came over to "check on Zebediah" which inevitably meant enough noise was committed to awaken Shekinah. By 4 a.m. we are all awake! Aaaahhhhh nuts. So much for going back to sleep. Well the good news is by 5 a.m. we were all showered and dressed for the new day of adventure.
Note: It is now 6:00 a.m. and Zebediah and Christie are sound asleep. And John and Shekinah have found switching between Nick and the Animal Planet channel on TV is entertaining so all is now at least calm in the motel room - just in time for the sun to come up and my alarm to go off. So now I will wait for the Cheetahs to catch their food on the Animal Planet channel and for Christie and Zebediah to wake up once again and then the adventure begins for the day. Ah yes. This is the stuff by which we remember vacations!