Last week I attended a conference in Monterey for work.  All week my hubby and I talked about him and Caden coming along (my husband was just laid off from his job for budget reasons so he has time on his hands).  My mom agreed to watch the twin babies for the night so we were a bit excited about the prospect of getting a full nights sleep.  That thought was quickly replaced with memories of so many unsuccessful trips we have had with Caden.  The feeling of always being on edge because everything is "new" to him and he doesn't like new things. We decided to take the chance, figuring home was only two hours away in case daddy needed to pack him up and take him home. Caden surprised us in such a delightful way, reminding us that we must continue to expose him to change so he can grow. Caden was besides himself as he didn't have to share us with his brothers and we were willing to do whatever he wanted to do. We went to the park (the Dennis the Mennis Park is awesome), swam in the pool, watched videos - He actually agreed to watch "Finding Nemo" instead of "Thomas the Friends" which has been played more times than I have been here on earth.  We had to get more creative at bedtime because I didn't bring the bed rail. The two double beds were each attached to a platform so I couldn't move either up against the wall.  I had planned to sleep on one side of the bed so Caden would be protected from falling off the bed as he would be between me and the wall.  Putting my thinking cap on (which is a floppy hat these days, due to the lack of sleep caused by the twins), I decided to put a few chairs against the other side of the bed with soft pillows on top, creating a makeshift wall.  It took some heavy negotiating before Caden accepted the fact that it was alright to break the rules and put the pillows on the chairs instead of the bed.  After almost two hours of trying to settle him, he finally fell asleep (or maybe it was I who fell asleep?) All I can remember is that most of the night was a blur of kicks to the stomach and face from my tossing and turning boy.  At one point in the night, I reached over to snuggle up to him and felt only a sheet. Complete panic until I felt him laying on the chairs next to the bed, sound asleep.  The next morning we enjoyed the glass elevator (glad we were on the 4th floor and he didn't figure out that it could go higher) and then he and daddy left for home.