Mommy Takes a Nap

 Sometimes I think that I can take a little nap. And sometimes I can. Other times.............

 .............................I get a sippy cup in my eye, an elbow in my chin...............

 ....................and develop mysterious breathing
difficulties. Sometimes the boys let me snooze a little while they calmly snuggle me. Other times they wiggle, batter my chin with their elbows some more, dig their toes into my legs, say, "Mommy, I fart!" (Isaac is learning potty talk quite well.......such a proud milestone to be crossing), honk their noses & check to see if mine honks too. That's when I go to hulu.com, find some Smurfs episodes, plop (I mean lovingly set) them in a different chair, go back to my chair alone & happily drift off to La-La Land. With the Smurfs in the background, it's more like "La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaaaaaaa" Land. But that's OK. A tired mama takes what she can get. And she LIKES it. Seth is studying close by, so I know the kids are being watched. I am happily drifting off. Just for a few minutes. That's all I want. Just a little cat-nap, thanks ever so much. That's when.........................  

                                                   
 ..........................a GIANT BOBCAT pounces on my GUT, from the window sill. Thank you, Tom. Really. Not so much what I meant by "cat nap".

 Tom needs to go on the South Beach diet with me. He's freakin' HUGE. But at least he's warm. He snuggles with me. I think to myself, "At least he's holding STILL" and drift off again. That lasts 5 whole minutes. Just when I'm nice & warm, he jumps off and...............

................................Gideon jumps ON to give me lots of kisses cuz he sees I'm not busy & cuz he loves me SOOO MUCH!!!!! Aw shucks. Didn't need that dumb ol nap anyway. I'm up. I'm UP!