Tag Archives: blankie

Crashed-Out Christmas Help

13 Dec

So, what was your first job? As the holiday season gets into full swing, I am reminded of my very first minimum wage position at Miller’s Outpost in Moreno Valley, CA.  I think I had just turned 16, so it was December of 1988.  I spent Christmas selling acid-washed jeans, studded denim jackets and pleather (that’s not a typo – plastic leather) white boots to people who used too much Aquanet. This, of course, included myself. Because Miller’s Outpost was like, totally the awesomest place to shop for clothes in all of Moreno Valley!

It was a real accomplishment when I moved onward and upward to become a hostess at Chili’s.

Well, you can see that Cormac is steeling himself early for the minimum wage work world. It won’t be long before these kids are going to be expected to earn their keep. I see a position at a shoe store in his future.

Preparing for the world of work.

On the other hand, his boss may not like it if he falls asleep while fitting the patrons. This could cut into his Christmas money.

Maybe he can be a cashier, instead?

Also, we may have to work on separating from the blankie.

Come to think of it, there may have been days, throughout my career, when I’d have done better with a security blanket to help me out. That and a nap, of course. Maybe Cormac is onto something? They’ll introduce it in Europe and it’ll become the new standard for healthy work-life balance.

For now, I guess we should just concentrate on getting him to keep his nose out of the shoes.

 

Dreams of the Deck

14 Oct

I really thought this would never happen again.  William (our original napper!) is getting so big and hardly ever takes a strange nap (or any nap) anymore.  That’s why this one was such a sweet surprise.

Did he trip?

It does look like he was strolling across the threshold with his juice and just went splat.  That’s not really what happened, though.

I saw him go facedown on purpose and give his tell-tale bottom-waggle.  The settling cue.

We like a firm pillow.

Because nothing says “sweet dreams” like splintery deck boards.  Plus, he’d had a very hard morning at preschool, being the guy in charge of “attendance.”

Exhausted from a long shift.

I think there might have also been some Gene Kelly action, a la Singing in the Rain. Or was he auditioning to be the next Morton’s Salt model? I’m wondering…

Other clues to his lack of energy.

And then there’s the need to constantly defend oneself against the younger brother, who has recently cultivated a really good evil laugh.

Please send Scooby Snacks.

In the end, though, even Cormac wanted to be a cool kid.

Two down...but only for a minute.

For those of you who ask the inevitable question – William’s deck nap lasted for over an hour. Out cold in the cold. Well – not really. It was pretty warm out. I’m just kidding.

Take a last nap on your decks if you can. WINTER IS COMING!

 

Dire Dreams

27 Sep

127 hours…of napping?

Cormac is lucky I found him like this.  He is old enough to know that when he plans hiking in the family room by himself, he should tell someone where he is going.  As you can see by this photo, he took a nasty spill trying to bridge the couch and the ottoman.

Does anyone know where he is?

Even his blankie couldn’t save him (although my toes are a dead giveaway that he will not need to amputate any limbs with his safety scissors in order to be rescued.)

Wait! Stop! I'm down here!

Poor baby.  See how his arm is feebly raised overhead, as if he collapsed from exhaustion after trying to summon help?

All's well that ends well.

I can tell you this much: he’ll be up and at ’em again in no time.

Plank Position

19 Jul

I think this whole planking trend is ridiculous.  Apparently, Cormac doesn’t.

Serious Abs...

Rather than participate, Blue Puppy has stuck his head in the sand blankie.  He’s not Cormac’s puppy ANYWAY.

Planking is too hard for puppies.

Eh.  It’s too hot to play outside, anyway.  Snooze on, little planker.  Snooze on.

Oh, like YOU haven't napped in this position.

Still Life With Puppies

24 Feb

I think William felt slighted when I featured Cormac in an artistic pose.  He appears to have produced his own psuedo-Flemish masterpiece.

So peaceful.

Let’s see, we have two ride-on toys and two…no…three stuffed puppies and a blankie.  All we’re missing is the ubiquitous bowl of fruit.  He seems to have borrowed from Vermeer there, with the light entering the scene from the left side.

I am very pleased with this artistic promise.

Friday Fashionista

17 Dec

This was one of Cormac’s early spontaneous floor naps.  I like his style.  The Brian Setzeresque hair pouf. The effortless, color-coordinated blankie wrap. The minimalist pacifier. Why he chose to style his nap on the floor of my room, in front of my dresser is the missing piece of info here.  However, it is clear that this kids is going places…when he wakes up.

As Tyra Banks might say, this nap is fierce.

Knocked out by the week...

May all of those parents out there experience a Silent Night and a restful one!

 

Manic Monday

6 Dec

Admittedly, fewer of William’s naps are on the floor now.  However, I really like the ‘tude he exhibits with the newer behavior…blankie burrowing.

Ostrich

Golly, he’s serious.  You’ll note he’s even shutting out Blue Puppy.  Having seen what Blue Puppy has gone through for his naps in the past, I’m not sure I think that’s very polite.

Also, as you can see, it is pointless trying to enforce the “no shoes on the couch” rule around here.

The Fall of the Fort

2 Dec

This nap seems to have conquered the reinforced walls of William’s pillow fort, despite his most valiant efforts.

Overrun by the snoozies

Where are the fellow defenders of wakefulness?  Where is Bunny?  Where is Blue Puppy?  Only Blankie remains to reverently cover our boy hero.

A true friend...

But wait!  Puppy is revealed.  Lying patiently underneath his boy, he shows his loyalty once again.

May you all have a best friend at your side as Thursday launches its assault on you.

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