Fooled

Vacation starts next Friday, but today we'll bring Lyla on her longest trip yet: a two-and-a-half-hour drive to Duluth. Cue the scary organ chords.

My mom's side of the family has a reunion there every summer. Mostly it's second cousins and uncles and aunts a generation or two removed, but I also have a smattering of first cousins and uncles and aunts and grandparents who are always fun to see.

Hopefully Lyla agrees.

We're bringing her Pack 'n Play for her to sleep in. Our thought is that after spending almost her entire life sleeping in the same room in the same crib, she'll be utterly fooled when we switch it all out for a playpen in a hotel room.

We're screwed, aren't we.