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Guest Napper #69 – Sleepy Surfing

27 Feb

At first, when I saw this picture Emma sent of her son Sirius, I thought “Eh, he’s sleeping on an ottoman. We’ve seen that before.”

But he’s not. Look more closely.

Surfing the microsuede...

In fact, Sirius is balanced on the arm of this couch. He looks like he conked out there on the way to his workout, but this shouldn’t be a problem. I’m quite sure his abs are getting toned as he sleeps.

How does one drift off peacefully, while balancing on the arm of a couch? I’m not sure (as I have never done it) but I’ve spotted a familiar culprit, lying facedown on the seat to his left.

Grilled cheese. Buzz Lightyear. The list of clues grows in the quest to find the perfect sleep-inducing environment.

Peace out, little surf dude. Peace out.

 

Slumbering Sweetheart

14 Feb

Grilled cheese is good for your heart.

Happy Valentine's Day

Here’s hoping your box of valentines is full,

that you have many sweet bedtime kisses,

and that all your conversation hearts are imprinted with ZZZZZZZZZZZZs.

Much Love,

Team Naps

Comfort Food

22 Dec

Speaking of grilled cheese…evidence is mounting that it has a strong soporific effect.

That sandwich was a knockout!

Contrary to his spicy attire, Cormac is feeling extremely laid-back after, apparently, eating all but the crusts of his sandwich and then arranging them in some kind of modern art installation on his Easter egg plate.

Now, my boys aren’t even twins, and they seem to have some kind of telepathy going on. Little did Cormac know, his brother had done something extremely similar in the basement.

We do steam the couch, often, just so you know.

I am not as impressed with William’s crust-arranging skills, but he is truly the superior performer on the Xbox.

I think Celestial Seasonings should make a bedtime grilled cheese tea. It seems to be effective. That would be gross, though, wouldn’t it?

Insomnia be damned!

What happened here?

7 Dec

I really sat sort of speechless in front of this photo for a few minutes and thought, “What, exactly, happened here?”

It looks as if William was playing a two-player Xbox game, when he was suddenly buried under an ottoman and a toy box.  And then…he got tired and fell asleep?

Yeah. I got nothin'...

How does a person prepare a bed of pillows and wrap himself in his blankie before being surprised by an avalanche of playroom furniture? Sadly, there wasn’t a good samaritan in sight to help pull him out of this awkward situation. Perhaps he played each controller until the batteries ran out and then succumbed to exhaustion, hoping a parent would find him.

Don't give up hope, William!

The worst part is that he was just a couple of feet from his half-eaten grilled cheese. He can almost reach it.

Hang on, my man. Mama is coming!

 

Sleeping By Surprise

2 Dec

Sometimes, of an afternoon, I let the boys have their lunch on a tray in the basement while they watch a movie. They call this “picnic” and it’s good, clean fun. Apparently, it’s also very tiring…at least for Cormac.

Grilled cheese gross out?

William has eaten half of his sandwich, but Cormac didn’t even make it to the cherry tomatoes before he crashed out.  William seems unconcerned.

Open-mouthed

In fact, this impromptu naps seems to have hit Cormac like a freight train, leaving him open-mouthed with surprise.  At least he thought to take his shoes off, first.

Blue Puppy was surprised, too.

Squished Sleep

As if he doesn’t know the drill by now. Puhleeze.

Namaste, Nappers. Namaste.

8 Sep

Something is missing.  And it’s not the steam vac we’ll have to employ (once again) on this couch.

"Kitty" takes a nap

Where are the children?

Looks like William is applying himself, once again, to his yoga practice.  I see a block.  I see…uh…some kind of blankie prop.  And…is there a disc in yoga?  Methinks not.  This one is the upper level from our toddler cup rack.

But there’s more!

Wait! It's partner yoga!

Cormac is doing his own relaxation pose.  Isn’t that the BEST part of yoga, people?

Unauthorized snack prop

I’m not a yoga expert, but I don’t recall grilled cheese sandwiches being a sanctioned prop.  Send the karma cops.  My boys are breakin’ studio rules.

Peace out, people.  Peace out.

Gogglezzzz

22 Aug

As this summer (one big preschooler party) comes to an end, I am reminded that we are all dangerously under the influence of August.

You know…too much partying swimming can leave you with poor judgment. You might keep wanting to hang out with August even though it really doesn’t possess many actual charms.

Cormac fell asleep with his kool-aid goggles on.  I’m sure, wearing them, he was oblivious to the bad things about summer.  Scorching heat.  Insect repellent. Having your popsicle melt before you can eat it. Yeah – through those infamous GOGGLES, everything looked pretty sweet.  He was hittin’ the kool-aid hard.

Nap Goggles?

But when he wakes up and takes those goggles off, he’s going to feel pretty silly about liking summer so much.  You know.  Most of us have been there.  And he’ll trudge up the stairs wearing the same clothes he had on before the nap, and feel the overwhelming urge to stuff his face with grilled cheese.

Friends Don't Let Friends Nap With Goggles

Live and learn, little man.  Take off the goggles while there’s still time.

 

To visit just one of the many past examples of too much partying at Naps Happen, click.

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