Isaiah was off playing at a neighbor's house while his face was still painted up like this:
Micah was downright bushed after being dragged all over the zoo by his parents and aunt so we washed off his orange tiger makeup and Evan tricked him into taking a nap.
Evan: Micah, just go snuggle in Mommy & Daddy's comfy bed for five minutes and if you're not tired, you can come back out.
Micah: Ooooohhhh-tayyyyy, Daddy.
He was asleep two minutes later. He seeped sweat and drool all over my pillow.
And then there was Thomas. We left the zoo just a few minutes past his naptime, so the drive home was a bit problematic. If the boy fell asleep in the van, I feared the transfer to the crib would wake him up and the ever elusive "naptime window of opportunity" would be wasted and we would be stuck with a very tired, very crabby baby for the rest of the evening. I sat next to Thomas on the drive home from the zoo and pulled out every trick in the book to keep him awake - tickling, playing games, poking his side, shaking his hand.
Yeah, I failed miserably. He totally fell asleep. Thankfully, he still took a good nap after the dreaded crib transfer.
So, to sum up. Isaiah was off playing and the other two boys were napping. I changed out of my church clothes, threw together a grocery list, and flew out the door to attempt a large grocery shopping trip.....
on a Sunday afternoon when the store is the busiest.
with an hour deadline to be back in time to prepare supper.
Evan napped.
How is this fair?
Oppressed by Injustice,
Sarah
Micah was downright bushed after being dragged all over the zoo by his parents and aunt so we washed off his orange tiger makeup and Evan tricked him into taking a nap.
Evan: Micah, just go snuggle in Mommy & Daddy's comfy bed for five minutes and if you're not tired, you can come back out.
Micah: Ooooohhhh-tayyyyy, Daddy.
He was asleep two minutes later. He seeped sweat and drool all over my pillow.
And then there was Thomas. We left the zoo just a few minutes past his naptime, so the drive home was a bit problematic. If the boy fell asleep in the van, I feared the transfer to the crib would wake him up and the ever elusive "naptime window of opportunity" would be wasted and we would be stuck with a very tired, very crabby baby for the rest of the evening. I sat next to Thomas on the drive home from the zoo and pulled out every trick in the book to keep him awake - tickling, playing games, poking his side, shaking his hand.
Yeah, I failed miserably. He totally fell asleep. Thankfully, he still took a good nap after the dreaded crib transfer.
So, to sum up. Isaiah was off playing and the other two boys were napping. I changed out of my church clothes, threw together a grocery list, and flew out the door to attempt a large grocery shopping trip.....
on a Sunday afternoon when the store is the busiest.
with an hour deadline to be back in time to prepare supper.
Evan napped.
How is this fair?
Oppressed by Injustice,
Sarah
