Archive | June, 2012

We have moved!

13 Jun

After redirecting this site to our permanenet self-hosted location at Napshappen.net for two years, we will no longer be paying for a redirect because hardly anyone comes here anymore! If you’ve been directed here by someone’s blog button, just go visit us at the new location.

One of the things we couldn’t do was move all our subscribers with us. You will no longer receive updates when I publish a new post if you don’t come over to the new site and resubscribe. I’m sorry to cause you hassle, but I hope you will come over and see us again. We’ll miss you, otherwise!

Love, Team Naps Happen

Guest Napper #97 – Dozing Daddies

8 Jun

Valerie sent me this adorable picture of her wee one sharing a snooze with her Daddy, and I knew it was just the right picture with which to send you off (EDIT: ONE WEEK EARLY – I HAVE LOST MY MIND FOR GOOD! OH WELL – WHY NOT CELEBRATE FOR A WEEK?)  for the Father’s Day weekend.

So angelic when they’re napping. Both of them.

It reminded me of this picture of my own Dad having a nap with me – I think this is late 1972 and it was taken while he had a position teaching at the Air Force Academy. Being a teacher, I understand this type of end-of-day exhaustion!

Love a dad in uniform!

Happy Father’s Day (IN ONE WEEK) to all the great dads out there and may you get to sleep in on Sunday. Or maybe have a nap.

Love, Naps Happen

Traveler and Tile

6 Jun

Apologies to all for the long absence of Team Naps Happen. We’ve been enjoying a blissful vacation on the coast of Maine, where I was far too busy constantly washing sand out of the clothing of small boys to actually post a darn thing.

Of course you know that there’s no way an entire week on vacation will go by without an unorthodox NAP. People, people. Do you know us at all?

This is what happened last year. click.

That one is pretty hard to top, especially now that Cormac is a little older and more discerning. However, I found it funny that he got his blankie, came inside, and then laid himself down on the cold, hard tile floor for his very long snooze.

Roughing it in the great room.

I especially like his energetic backdrop, compliments of our friends’ LIGHTNING MCQUEEN TENT! (that feels like it should be in all caps – sorry).

As proof that he was there for quite a spell, his grandpa took a picture showing the sun passing over him, later. It was a gorgeous, sunny day and we were all enjoying the sea view on the deck while he recharged his little battery.

It’s a lazy afternoon.

Hey – vacation is about relaxation. If  a man can relax, even on a cold tile floor, and wake refreshed? More power to you, little buddy.

Vroom vroom. ZZZZzzzzzzz.

He looks much more peaceful than his brother was in the night, later that week. William sat up in his sleep and yelled “I left my scone at the lighthouse! Don’t eat it, Cormac!”

To each his own special dreams.

Peace out.

 

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