Ready ready wait wait

I have always wondered how hard it must be for little children to wait?
I have some memory of the feeling of anticipation when either my cousins arrived for thanksgiving or we were driving to their house. What joy when we met.
We would try and sleep in the same bed. Often called for excessive giggling with the dreaded threat of being separated if we didn’t stop talking and go to sleep. Giggling muffled often followed. Most of the time we would finally settle down. However I do remember one night when one of us was put on the other room. Much protest and crying ensued. As an only child having bed buddies to talk with was bliss. That was 60 years ago.
I still love them as I did then. We still talk and giggle when we are together. Not often enough. Not enough