Since today is another record-breaking ninety degree day (WTF Fall?) it seemed only appropriate to pull out a picture of another summery nap of old. It wasn’t this hot that day, thankfully, but my little guy is showing a propensity to enjoy a good sauna, as is evidenced by this cleansing nap on the wood planks.
Disclaimer: No bunnies or children were slathered with baby oil or in any way burned or toasted during the production of this picture.
Of all the naps I’ve captured, this one had to be the most graceful…the most balletic. It’s like he and Blue Puppy are part of a Shakespearean tragedy.
Put this in any sippy cup you will,
And drink it off; and, if you had the strength
Of twenty puppies, it would dispatch you straight.
Don’t worry. He woke up later and had some cheerios.
There’s so much going on here that I don’t know what caused the collapse. Was it the taxing reading material? The heavy stacking cups? The tennis? Or did he somehow knock himself out while kicking off his shoes? We’ll ask him when he comes to.
Milk and microfiber cloths just don’t mix, apparently.