Tag Archives: ottoman

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!

 

Breaking the Law

21 Nov

I guess, after all this time and all these naps, you’re just going to yawn when you see this and say, “Oh, Cormac is on the floor AGAIN.”  And, it’s true, naps on the floor are nothing new at my house.

Here we see your typical snore on the floor.

Mmmm. Comfy.

Knowing our middle school science, we look at this photo and assume he fell off the ottoman. After all, “what goes up must come down, right?” Lucky he didn’t conk himself on that high chair!  But wait…is that really how this story unfolded? I can tell you from the order in which I took the pictures that we defied gravity.

Snooze the First

Interesting spot he chose.

and he left his juice behind!

But then I left the room and returned a few minutes later…and this is what I saw.

Defying Gravity

Looks like he realized the ottoman was comfier and managed to haul himself back up there…mostly. I wonder how long he’ll stay? The lesson he has ahead of him: Obey gravity. It’s the law.

For now, he triumphs.

Sadly, we will see soon enough that, around here, a body at rest doesn’t stay at rest. Chaos will soon ensue.

Mocking Mom

7 Sep

Before I had children, I just knew they’d have perfect manners.  Now I see the mockery they have made of my parenting dreams.  No food on the floor?

Laughable.

Pick up your toys?

Comical.

No shoes on the couch?

Born in a barn, that one.

And then there’s his brother, who only sleeps on floors and ottomans…where your feet are SUPPOSED to go.

at least he's barefoot.

He’s just settling in here.  You can see he cracked an eye at me as I snapped the photo.  And he’s probably thinking…WINNING!  I flout your household rules once more!

Here’s to well-trained children.

Hope in the Dark of Winter

3 Feb

This nap goes out to all my friends in Chicago…and Boston…and New York…and Minnesnowta…a little ray of sunshine from our marginally warmer clime.

...and a ray of sun shone down from the sky

Stay warm and get those cars towed out of the thoroughfares, friends.

Dreaming of spring.

Nosedive…with soft landing.

22 Sep

 

No - it is not posed.

 

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.

Who needs cushioning?

22 Sep

 

Ottoman...too...FAR...

 

The next day, he set his sights even lower.  Also, this appeared to be a pants-optional kind of nap.

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