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.
Dreaming of spring.
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.
Momma to a passel of puppies, this one. I wonder how much TV they will get today?
Hang in there, parents!
Aimee says her son Elliot fell asleep under this crush of cushions while waiting for
Godot Mom to get off the computer and come help him put together his train set.
Except for the book sticking into his shoulder, it looks sort of comfortable and snug, really. But maybe I’m just teetering on the brink of madness after yet another day trapped in the house with my own nappers.
Sit tight, blizzard and ice-weary friends! Cross your fingers for that groundhog.
Those of you who remember the incredible first Stairway Snooze must agree with me that it seemed like lightning in a bottle. I seriously can’t think of anyone else I’ve ever met whose kid took a 2-hour nap on the steps.
Once again, William exceeds expectations.
This time (nearly 18 mos. and several inches in height later) he “wedged” himself on the pie-shaped turning step on our upstairs staircase and settled in with puppy for a comfy re-posed repose. I kid you not.
He actually stayed here for something like 90 minutes, shifting around every so often. I didn’t feel the need to move him, since he had a good, flat area in which to sleep.
I’m not sure what the legal capacity of the pie-shaped step is, though. These guys might already be too many to fit in a VW Beetle or a phone booth.
This MUST be the last stair nap, so enjoy it. I cannot believe it will happen again. Happy Monday!