One thing no one ever told us when we decided to have kids was how terrible it would be to share a hotel room with them. On mine and Jubee's long stay in Maui we had to get creative. Luckily the room we were in was a suite so once Jubee was asleep I could hang out with my parents in the living room (am I a terrible daughter that I made my parents sleep in the hide-a-bed?)
Sinks for bath time
Closests for bedrooms.
Once Kev and Evangeline arrived things got a little tricker.
(Legit hotel crib, right?)
While Evangeline slept in the living room Kev and I escaped to the only safe place.
The bathroom. I spent a couple nights eating my dinner in there.
Once we knew the kids were fast asleep we would sneak to the balcony.
Nothing like the topical vacations we had kid-less. Not the same but still some how great!