Layover

We recently experienced an unexpected, unusually long layover in Denver, late at night, thanks to summer storms. We actually experienced this twice, both coming and going on our trip, but on the way out it was especially difficult since our bodies were still on Eastern time.

My kids asked me if they could lie down on the floor, and I said "no way." As we dragged our tired selves around the airport out of boredom, we passed scores of adults lying down on the floor. My kids looked at me questioningly.

"Their mothers aren't here," was all I could say.