Good Company

Good company puts up with 18 hours of travel without complaining and then stays up half the night with an excited little boy who won't sleep, takes him to the toilet whenever he asks (and sometimes when he doesn't), gets woken up by a 2-foot bouncing munchkin at 6:30 am to read endless stories (the same one over and over and over), climbs into the most awkward positions to retrieve an unwilling (read: screaming and crying) boy from the "pirate ball pit", lets a 2-year old help clean out the fridge (!), cleans out the fridge (!), does dishes, goes on what's suggested as a "nice walk"only to come home with snot frozen onto her face because we used all the kleenex on the boy, makes the hugest batch of bran muffin batter in the history of muffins, and sits in the backseat because she's the little boy's favorite person in the world.  And we still have the whole week ahead of us!