Nap Time Is *Really* For Me

James welcomed today at 5:30am. That means that I had to do the same. A very bleary, slow-moving welcome.

I got a major pick up during my weekly run to Peets. It got me through the Farmers' Market with the kids and lunchtime. Now I am praying James goes down for his nap. He is cranky and fighting everyone & everything. And he yawned. So far, he is stalling. But at least he is in bed. I think.

His older sister is having a play date. Two older girls, having a tea party and painting their nails. The coffee is wearing off, and I wish I could have the nap!

Waiting for Now

I remember all the waiting when I was a kid. How endless the day seemed as I hung around, waiting for things to happen. I remembered it all well watching James wait for his SHAPE assistant this afternoon. As the wait for Christmas heats up. And the wait for nap time to be over. And the big birthday Numero Four-o ...