Luke has pretty much stop taking naps altogether since before the holidays. And that really stinks because he's 3 (almost 4) and he could really benefit from them. Who am I kidding? I could really benefit from him taking a nap. It's really a win-win situation. Little grumpy boy gets much needed rest and cranky mommy gets much needed sit-in-front-of-the-TV-and-veg-out time.
So I suggested that Luke and I take a nap together in mommy's bed. He was actually all for the idea which made me happy. We got cozy under the blankets and I could feel myself drifting off, but at the same time I could feel his breath in my face. I open my eyes to see Luke staring at me inches away from my face. I reposition him to get the much needed distance and start to drift again. This time I am startled with a sweet little kiss on my forehead. Finally we both seem to get comfortable and I feel sleep overcome my body. My nap was then interrupted five minutes later when my oldest came home from school and started yelling for me.
My naportunity failed.