Do you remember the days when napping was the worst possible thing in the world? I don’t, however, I have witnessed at least a hundred children throw fits of rage, tears running down their cheeks at the prospect of an afternoon or mid-morning escape from the tasks at hand.
I was probably among those children as it seems that is the norm, I just don’t remember ever being in that state. For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved a good nap. And I know how to take a good nap. My naps average about 3 hours. And today, I am planning to snuggle into some covers, flop my head upon a fluffy pillow and dream away.
Thank goodness for nap day!