No Napping Here

Yesterday, Parker was tired. Very tired. He (again!) fell asleep in his highchair before finishing his lunch, yet when the Irishman tried to move him to the bed, Parker insisted that he did not need a nap and asked that he be put in the recliner instead...



...where he promptly passed out. When he woke up two hours later, I asked him if he had a good nap. His response? "Mommy, I was just closing my eyeballs. Parker doesn't nap." And so it is that Parker joins the ranks among the males in my family who pass out in recliners daily.