When I posted my first-ever stair nap, people were pretty amazed.
Frankly, I’m beginning to wonder why.
There’s a devastating national secret, and it’s that kids are sleeping on the steps all over this fine country of ours. From stair to shining stair, the new generation is bucking traditional ideals about beds, for God’s sake.
Mom…beds are sooo 2005. I don’t know if Wyatt has convinced his mom, Megan, yet. Change takes time. Think outside the crib. Dream big. Also…put a pillow at the bottom of the stairs.
Daring to Dream
As so many of you head to the polls today, cast your vote in favor of sleep. Wherever ye may find it. It’s the American Way.
Beth tells me that Fiona is the fourth of five girls, so I guess it’s understandable that she’d be looking for a little personal space at bedtime.
Head Over Heels for Bedtime
I have to question her choice of location, though, as the stairs seem pretty impersonal. On the other hand, those stairs are probably right outside the bathroom. If there were five girls in my house (instead of a pack of boys) I suspect I might camp out in front of the bathroom like it was 4am on Black Friday.
In any event, she had better not stand up too quickly. HEAD RUSH.
For a walk down memory lane, check out my first stair nap, ever.
As so many of my friends on the eastern seaboard face the day without power, I am reminded of this great guest napper shot. Anjie tells me they didn’t have any A/C on this obviously hot day, and the entire family took a nap to escape the afternoon scorcher.
Apparently, Miranda’s choice of location was worthy of a photo. I feel sweaty just looking at her on that prickly carpet!
Note that her age which, at four, is greater than some of our previous stair nappers, allowed her the wisdom to sleep at the bottom of the stairs. Less risk of jerking in your sleep and taking a tumble!
Here’s hoping all my friends who are in stuffy darkness today can take a comfier nap in bed!
We’ve had so many stair naps here at Naps Happen that we’re in danger of becoming positively ho hum. I can’t deny, though, that Cormac has added a few elements to this one an over-achiever.
Ever the daredevil, he has taken the stair nap to a new level by endangering his center of gravity. Like a hapless man in a 1950’s comedy, stranded in a double bed with a modest female friend, he has one hand solidly on the floor.
You'd better keep one hand on the floor, Mister!
But this doesn’t keep him from also kicking up his heels. Between that and the ball props to his right, I’d say he almost makes it into the yoga/pilates category of Napdom.
Might want to take the shoes off, though.
Stop STAIRING. It's RUDE!
We’ll have to take steps to get these guys into their beds more often.
I’m so sorry I’ve been AWOL this week! As those of you who know me well are quite aware, I am on the last week of my graduate degree and with two final papers due, my ability to post has somewhat diminished!
So imagine my delight when my friend over at My Convertible Life posted this truly top-notch, first-class stair nap featuring her daughter Pippi.
Convertible Girl/Mom is a really interesting, funny blogger who also advocates for education reform. Definitely go see this nap and stay to read for awhile! See you again in a few days when I emerge from my fog of paper writing!
Can I take a nap now?
In the growing spirit of competition between my snoozing sons, Cormac has attacked William’s greatest asset.
The stair nap.
Boasting a move never before seen in the nap-o-lympics, Cormac has even attempted this challenging feat without props. As long-time fans know, William has executed two perfect stair naps before, but he’s always had help.
Look at that form. A perfect 10. He didn’t even drop his blankie.
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One day, I heard William’s talking Little Einstein doll get stuck on repeat, and I knew that a nap was happening. What I didn’t anticipate was the excellent location.
A real cliffhanger...
Please spare me the shock that I allowed my son to sleep on the steps. I immediately went to the bottom and piled couch cushions on the floor in case of a mid-dream upset.
Then I callously took this picture of the trapped doll.
…who was basically screaming in William’s ear, to no avail.
I left William to his snoozes. A little while later, the doll gave up the ghost. I looked again and saw William sitting up on the bottom step, looking bleary-eyed.
I walked away.
A few moments later, I saw this:
He slept peacefully for hours. So, finally, did the doll.