We spent our first night in our new house last night.  Kind of a campout situation since most of our belongings would not arrive until Saturday.

We had packed Ethan, his playpen, Isaac, his napper, and for us, our soft, plush Queen-sized Air Mattress.  A relaxing oasis to collapse into after a day of hard cleaning, signing papers, and scrubbing the walls.

Only one problem, our air mattress sprung a leak…a big one.  The sucker was flat in no time.  So while the boys were resting sounding in their bedrooms on comfy little cots, Jennifer and I were basically sleeping on the floor.  No cushion for aching muscles.  No first night bliss.  We got a cold, hard floor. 

Oh, by the way, we forgot to bring our blanket.  So we had to snag two of the baby’s itty-bitty blankets that covered our shoulders.

All in all, our first night in the new house was…stiff.