cot.

Funny story. Last weekend, in london, we decided to take an overnight trip to bath, england. *kb* looked online and found a hotel that had connecting rooms (so the three kids could go to bed in one, and we could hang out in the other) and she called to make the reservations. While talking to the hotel employee, she asked if they had a baby crib or pack 'n play for 9mth old *tb*. The women said no, but that they had cots. So *kb* had them put two in the room for the two girls- in order to make it easier to move them around if necessary. Since they'd left their pack 'n play in the states, the plan was to stop at a toys 'r us (yup- they have them in the uk too) at some point and pick one up. This point ended up being after we'd done the tourist stuff in bath, and were on our way to the hotel. Turns out that the closest toy 'r us was 30 mins away, and it closed in an hour. Before buying one, *ab* called the hotel once more to make sure they didn't have anything, and was told (sternly, at that), "Sir, you already have two cots in the room." He told them that we had two rooms, so space wouldn't be a problem. The kids were ready for dinner, so after some discussion, *kb* dropped me, *ab* and the three kids off at the hotel so we could check in and get them some food. After getting the keys and dragging three kids, a stroller, several bags and a suitcase up a flight of stairs (because they didn't have a "lift"), *ab* opens the door, and says "oh my god. There are two pack 'n plays in here!" They even said pack 'n play on the side. He called *kb* who had yet to reach the store, and she laughed the entire way back. Next time you go to the uk, and need a baby crib, you'll know that a cot is the same thing.