Guest Napper #47 – Conked Out Cobra
As Kurt Vonnegut George Washington The Great Pumpkin Chicago Tribune columnist Mary Schmich famously said during a commencement speech over a decade ago,
Ladies and gentlemen of the class of ’98: Wear sunscreen.
Breaking a long nap strike, Beta Dad’s “Twin A” (a.k.a. Cobra) has fallen asleep prepared for a lifetime of sun safety, as Mary Schmich counseled.
Her future's so bright...
Cobra has been giving Dad a run for his money lately, outsmarting every nap-inducing tool he had at his disposal. This time, however, she did herself a favor, unwittingly following Mary Schmich’s continuing advice:
…trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
And Cobra is nothing if not truly Fab. Fabulously impudent in her nap tease, wherein she falls asleep near under the bed, instead of in it.
She does it with style. Even her dolls and stuffed animals seem wide-eyed with admiration. Something tells me she may not be taking a nap at all tomorrow. You know…just to assert herself.
I bet she’ll still be wearing her shades, though.
Slumbering Swimmingly – Best EVAH
I used to joke about my youngest being the junior varsity napper, compared to his brother. Nobody at Naps Happen is making jokes anymore. This kid is a serious contender.
Who knew the Nap-0-lympics were being held as an aquatics event this year?
What you are seeing, folks, is my boy, who collapsed from exhaustion while playing Angry Birds at his brother’s swimming lesson. I am sad that I did not get a picture of the entire day camp that was splashing, with ear-splitting screeches, just yards away.
I did, however, take this one from several angles. “Pooped” at the pool, this one. Not IN the pool, thankfully.
I mean, wouldn’t you? The daycamp counselors and the lifeguards were incredulous. I took the phone out of his hands here, not wanting my Droid to take a dive.
A regular collapse by the kickboards. Ba dum DUM.
We’ll make him swab the deck when he wakes up. Just resting his eyes for a minute…
Hope all your weekend sports activities are this restful. Happy Friday!
Guest Napper #46 – Patriotic Pallet?
When I posted my first-ever stair nap, people were pretty amazed.
Frankly, I’m beginning to wonder why.
There’s a devastating national secret, and it’s that kids are sleeping on the steps all over this fine country of ours. From stair to shining stair, the new generation is bucking traditional ideals about beds, for God’s sake.
Mom…beds are sooo 2005. I don’t know if Wyatt has convinced his mom, Megan, yet. Change takes time. Think outside the crib. Dream big. Also…put a pillow at the bottom of the stairs.
Daring to Dream
As so many of you head to the polls today, cast your vote in favor of sleep. Wherever ye may find it. It’s the American Way.
Guest Napper #45 – Snoozing Superhero
You know I couldn’t leave Halloween behind without a kid who had a sugar collapse.
Luckily, Jessica caught Saul doing exactly what I had wished my kids would do. He just went facedown in a candy coma. I assure you that this is far preferable to the screaming fit that my youngest devolved to, before finally collapsing from exhaustion in his bed at 9:30pm.
Spidey Snooze
Oh yeah – my kids were climbing the walls – and they weren’t even dressed as the right characters. Sadly, I did not get anything like a Sleeping Stormtrooper or a Dreaming Darth Vader. Napping was a concept left behind in a galaxy far…far…awayyyyyyy.
To those of you who lost your power and your water. To those of you who still shiver, unshowered. To those of you whose Halloween was scary in all the wrong ways, we at Naps Happen wish you a warm and clean weekend filled with the comforts of the modern world. May your power (or your superpowers) return.