You know those days when you wake up and hear the rain lashing the window (like today) and you just can’t seem to get yourself up and at ’em? Have you ever started to doze off in the shower or perhaps even crawled back into bed? Or have you crawled from your bed and collapsed into a fresh snooze on a hard piece of furniture like William? It is near the bed, after all. Cozy enough.
The good news. He is in his bed. The bad news…so is his chocolate milk. Although this looks like the aftermath of a college party.
(nod here to Brenna for the brilliant “Why Having a Toddler is Like Being at a Frat Party”)
A word to the wise for those of you who do not yet have toddlers. Those cups with the twist-and-lock lid are not really “locked.” Also, even bleach does not get out chocolate milk.
American consumerism at its worst. Complete Toy Coma. Breathed too many of the deadly fumes of capitalism. Note, at very least, the environmentally-friendly diaper. www.gdiapers.com
I, too, feel crushed by the weight of the unending stream of dirty laundry. Having kids was actually my ploy to get someone else to do the household chores. Instead, they are sleeping on the job!
Or is this pilates? All I know is that anyone who can take an entire nap while balancing on a ball has got to be a fitness prodigy.
He’s not. The remote in his hand is for the ceiling fan. Frankly, I find the ceiling fan more exciting than football. Not sure he did, though.
I remember those nights as an assistant account executive, when I’d be nearly falling asleep at my computer in my cubicle, running on a dinner of buttered microwave popcorn.
Mostly, I tried to make sure I remembered my pants, of course. And I never stayed there all night. Ten points to people who can find Blue Puppy in this picture. Poor puppy.
Also, of course, I always try to remember not to fall asleep on my farm animal puzzles, no matter how comfy they may seem.
But it’s good that William is such a hard worker, right?
We have this keyboard that plays one hundred muzak songs, ranging from the Wedding March to “Everything I Do, I Do it For You” (unfortunately). William went through a stage where he would sit for…literally…an hour or more and sway to the music at top volume. Apparently, this stuff could be bottled and sold to insomniacs. Bryan Adams + Muzak = zzzzzzzzzzzz.
Why waste valuable time when you could accomplish two things at once? Judging by the spillage, however, he might need a little more practice before adding milk.
From what I gather, this innocent-looking dog despised children prior to having to live with one. As seen here, the dog is now cozying up…plotting? Scheming?
Thanks to Brenna from suburbansnapshots.com for this one!
Since today is another record-breaking ninety degree day (WTF Fall?) it seemed only appropriate to pull out a picture of another summery nap of old. It wasn’t this hot that day, thankfully, but William is showing a propensity to enjoy a good sauna, as is evidenced by this cleansing nap on the wood planks.
Disclaimer: No bunnies or children were slathered with baby oil or in any way burned or toasted during the production of this picture.
Of all the naps I’ve captured, this one had to be the most graceful…the most balletic. It’s like he and Blue Puppy are part of a Shakespearean tragedy.
Put this in any sippy cup you will,
And drink it off; and, if you had the strength
Of twenty puppies, it would dispatch you straight.
Don’t worry. He woke up later and had some cheerios.
There’s so much going on here that I don’t know what caused the collapse. Was it the taxing reading material? The heavy stacking cups? The tennis? Or did he somehow knock himself out while kicking off his shoes? We’ll ask him when he comes to.
One of the most amazing things is how he sleeps peacefully, for hours, looking like he just plunged off a 50-story building. Good thing Bunny breaks his fall.
As the weather improved, outdoor napping became a new and tantalizing option.
Folks, what can I say? One second he was sitting up. I came back into the room less than five minutes later and saw this. He stayed there upwards of a half hour.
On this particular day, I found him like this, with a half-consumed smoothie, in front of the roaring menu for the Ice Age video. ROOOOAAAR! ROOOOAAR! He was undisturbed. He had the police to protect him.
William quickly discovered that napping was nicer with similarly exhausted friends. Bunny proved a good repeat nap buddy and Blue Puppy became a convert. In case you’re wondering what that string is, it’s a helium balloon, floating just out of frame. Sort of like a day at the sleepy circus.
The next day, he set his sights even lower. Also, this appeared to be a pants-optional kind of nap.
It all started with the ottoman.
William had started exhibiting a reluctance to take his nap in his bed, so I was letting him run himself to exhaustion. On this particular day, the exhaustion appears to have caught up with him while he was only half done with the task of climbing onto the ottoman.
Bunny was tired, too.