Tedious Tasks

Not sure if he was knocked out by the effort of learning to tie my shoes.

Exhausted by plunder.

Or perhaps it was the toothbrushing?

Always brush before bed.

Either way, the exertion knocked him out at 10:30 in the morning, between my bed and my closet door.  A high traffic area, I assure you.

Perhaps not getting up at 5am would help solve this problem?  Just a thought.  I keep trying to point this out to him.  (yawn).

Pillow Prop

After so many snow days, it’s a wonder if everyone’s house doesn’t look like this.  I guess it’s not so unusual to find my oldest sleeping (by choice) on the floor of our sort-of-chilly basement, surrounded by pillows.

“I was pondering why I prefer the floor…”

What I did think was notable was his overly thoughtful pose.

Practicing for high school.

This actually reminds me a lot of the studied head-prop we all cultivated in order to appear that we were awake in class when we were actually nearing the drooling point.

I see great things ahead for this young man…scholar of sleep.

Hope in the Dark of Winter

This nap goes out to all my friends in Chicago…and Boston…and New York…and Minnesnowta…a little ray of sunshine from our marginally warmer clime.

Hope in the Dark

Dreaming of spring.

There Was a Preschooler Who Lived in a Shoe…

I have seen so many funny comments today and yesterday on twitter from other moms (like Nicole, Allison, and Brenna) who are aghast at the prospect of another snow day at home with their children.

Even those who have just one child are beginning to feel like the old woman who lived in a shoe.  Although this falls into the category of tame “couch naps,” it struck a chord with me, today.

Feeling a little crowded at home?

Momma to a passel of puppies, this one.  I wonder how much TV they will get today?

Hang in there, parents!