Cozy Crevice
Got vertigo?
Avalanche Victim
I keep turning my head this way and that, and I still can’t figure out what angle I took this from.
Ahhh, yes. Stuck in a crevice.
I think he’s waiting for rescue. Puppy is alert.
A cozy crevice, indeed.
As his boy sleeps on.
Let Sleeping Lotuses Lie
This nap definitely falls into the “Flexy McFlexerson” category of Gumby-like snoozes William has always been good at.
Serenity NOW!
I’m a little concerned that his foot will fall asleep (like my whole leg did a couple of times, after which I foolishly stepped out of bed and went crashing to the floor in the dark. Er…I digress.)
Unfortunately, this nap also reminds me of the terrible movie version of Eat, Pray, Love. He looks like he’s trying to meditate, but just can’t overcome his inner dialogue that is broadcasting, “William! We have fallen asleep without Blue Puppy!”
Of course, it doesn’t stop him from napping, for goodness sake. There are limits!
FRIDAY BONUS: Check out my guest post about the genuine McDonald’s Playland horror experience on Motherhood WTF!
Dreamy Duo
Sometimes I come downstairs to see why they are so quiet, and this is what I find.
Genetic Link?
One boy sneaks under.
Burrowing Brother
The other collapses over.
Toddler Up Top
And they are both faaaaast asleep.
The End.
Guest Napper #15
I’m beginning to see a trend here, and I am wondering what does it all mean???? Joanie sent me this picture of her daughter Abbey, who was conquered by her meal and fell prey to exhaustion at the table.
Does Mac 'n Cheese Contain Tryptophan?
Or was it the sinister contents of the meal? I am beginning to form a hypothesis, and it involves pointing an accusatory finger at Kraft. Just look at this other piece of evidence.
On the other hand, legions of exhausted parents might flock to the shelves to get a little of this pasta-generated peace and quiet. Just sayin’. And now I’m going to stop before I make an inappropriate Benadryl joke.
What’s for dinner, Mom?