Naptime used to be a very open-and-closed affair. The clock struck 9 (or 1), the boys got milk, the boys fell asleep. These days everything is up in the air and out the window. Nap times are a crapshoot. Falling asleep is a new game every day. Some days napping takes 5 hours. Some days it doesn't happen.
And some days, Calvin stands at the end of his bed lobbing stuffed animals at Liam's head rather than falling asleep. No wonder the poor guy can't sleep.
I caught him in the act today.
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I say, as long as they stay in their beds, nap time is a success!
ReplyDeleteOh, to have a brother!
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