Behind Bars
Friday is such a special time of the week, right? You’re dragging your sorry backside across the finish line, but it feels good.
Cormac didn’t make it, though.
Behind baby bars.
I came back from my workout to find that Cormac had decided to have an early nap on the floor of the childcare room at the gym.
Underneath the crib.
Thank goodness the wonderful woman there is a friend of mine. She took some GREAT photos! Thanks, Dianna!
Rockin’ the Jailhouse
He didn’t even take his coat off before crawling under here to zonk out. But, hey, any mom knows that when you get a chance to take a nap, you go to sleep almost with panicked speed. Why shouldn’t kids do the same? I think I’d sleep in my coat, too, if I knew I could squeeze in some shut eye.
In the words of the immortal Elvis, You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see…
Happy Friday, sleepyheads! Wishing naps to everybody in the whole cell block.
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