The Georges in Tokyo: Sleeping

Let me backtrack a bit...

Monday/Tuesday (Also known as the neverending day) was an EXTREMELY long day for everyone. I mean, we got up at 6ish, were on the plane at 10:30 a.m. and it was a thirteen+ hour plane ride over across the world. So technically, it was like midnight in Houston when we landed in Tokyo. Elliott got in two power-hour naps and Spencer caught a few winks, but he watched THREE movies on the flight over (yeah, I did too...I know, I know) So we were a bit rough around the edges when we landed.

And what is a great flight without someone puking? Spencer took care of that for us and puked in the airport just after landing. Coincidentally, just AFTER leaving the bathroom. Yep. Oh, well. We checked that off of our list of things to do.

So, as I said, we went to the Kruse's house and to their neighborhood park. Christina ordered some great food from a local take out place called Kiwi Kitchen (yay, New Zealand!) And being totally exhausted, decided to round up the kiddos and go to bed at about 7 p.m., which was really 5 in the morning Houston-Time. Seriously, we had ALL been up for almost 24 hours straight!!! Yeah, I am going to sleep good...

It seemed as though we had been sleeping quite some time when I hear some talking in the next room, where Spencer and Grandma Deb were staying. Elliott hears it too.
"MOM! It's Morning Time!"
"Ugh, no, Elliott, the sun's not up, go back to sleep."
"No, Mom, I hear Spencer!" So Elliott and I get up and go investigate. Spencer and Grandma are up playing and reading in Jack and Will's (our hosts' children's) room. Spencer had even gone out to get his backpack and was reading some of the books he brought. *Proud* For a moment...

Okay, I thought, I will let them play. It's probably a little early, but the Kruse kids are notorious for getting up early, so we should be okay. I decided I would check and see what time it really was. I found the clock on the oven downstairs.

2 a.m.

"Okay, boys, back to bed...It's still the middle of the night!"

Needless to say, that didn't go over very well. I could hear Spencer tossing and turning in the next room and it took about an hour to an hour and a half to get Elliott back to sleep. But we were up bright and early again the next morning. I don't think we ever slept past 6 a.m.

If anyone truly knows me, they know I am the anti-morning person. I have got to say, though, getting up early on this trip was not too bad. 5:00 a.m. is surprisingly bright and cheery! I, in fact, loved mornings over there. Maybe it's because it was really nighttime in the States? Strange and weird and it did NOT transfer back over here, so I'm thinking it was an Eastern Hemispheric fluke.

I have to say before I close this post out, The Kruses sure do know how to put their guests up! We had two whole rooms to ourselves, in fact...a whole floor of their three story house! And everyone had a comfortable bed to sleep on. (Well, Little Mr. Tooth-Grinder shared with Mom and Dad, but there was plenty of room!)

The boys all snuggled up watching a movie.
No, they all did NOT sleep here! :)

Adjusting to the time change coming back was a lot easier. The kids slept a lot on the 11 hour plane ride home, and we even went to Spencer's baseball game that night (three and a half hours later)! They did get up the next couple of nights, and it took awhile to get them back to bed the first night. But, here's what made up for it ALL:

MY BOYS SLEPT IN UNTIL 10 am (or later) ON BOTH SATURDAY AND SUNDAY!!!

Their Momma loves them.