This blog has been going for years now. How can it have taken us this long to post a cat nap?
Dozing dogs, we’ve had aplenty. Why not a furry feline?
Wherever you find comfort this festive (and sometimes furry) season, try to make sure you’re not on the bottom of the dog…er…the cat pile. Just, you know, something to think about.
When Kristi at The Robot Mommy sent me this picture, she didn’t realize what a service she’d done me. You see, I was shopping for new chairs for my boys for Christmas (after the inevitable, eventual demise of The Naps Happen Chair of great napping fame) and I had thought…maybe I should get them papasan chairs?
Well, it seems that papasan chairs might be a little too soporific for this already-nap-prone family.
Also, I must confess that this chair does not, at present, appear to be very comfortable.
Hmmmm. Bean bag chairs. Those are for us.
“Light the oven, the witch said to Gretel…”
We’re going to have roast dolls and stuffed animals today.
“I’m not sure if the oven is hot enough!” Gretel replied. “Let’s take a nap for awhile and wait for it to warm up!”
It looks like Ben may have been channeling one of the world’s most morbid fairy tales, lighting up that spiffy play oven and gathering his fat little stuffed toys near its gaping maw.
But, alas! It is not their time, and Ben is conquered by sleep. By the time he wakes up, he’ll have lost control of the gingerbread house.
You snooze you lose, buddy. Didn’t you watch Toy Story? Those dolls have a mind of their own.
Tis the season when adults must not miss workouts, lest the extra helpings of pie take over the waistline.
Why, just this morning, I was sweating it out. Workin’ the abs. Stretchin’ the hamstrings to work off the ham. Why did I not think of this brilliant idea, compliments of little Logan?
DO THE EXERCISES AT THE TABLE!
He looks really relaxed. Yoga and yogurt. Together at last.
Now THAT is a timesaver, folks.
If this is Logan’s stretching routine, I can’t wait to see Logan’s run. Dream on, little buddy!