Catch (some z's) As Catch Can

Solomon was waiting for me in the shower. It started out that I was just brushing my teeth, so I laid him down on Daddy’s robe. He seemed not to mind, so I covered him with my shirt (which used to be my dad’s) and jumped in the shower. Solomon looked around, apparently content to just hang out. He fell asleep while I was drying my hair, so I started to clean out the drawers in the bathroom. I had all of the stuff out of the drawers when he stirred, no longer satisfied with being on the ground alone. The drawer got finished eight hours later. It’s a good thing I wasn’t cleaning the refrigerator.

This is Solomon sleeping immediately (I mean, I didn’t even get him off of the pad) after a diapy change. We’d been playing on the floor during open air time (no diapy) and I thoroughly expected him to fall asleep in the sun, as has been his habit. Since Solomon seemed wholly uninterested in sleeping after about 20 minutes, I decided to put a diapy on him and get him dressed for the day. Then he zonked out. I let him be and started a short project in the nursery, but his nap only lasted five minutes. About 30 sample packs of baby products are now on the floor until Solomon falls asleep again and I can organize them.

After Solomon’s late morning meal, I thought we’d run some errands. I had him strapped in his car (his word for car seat) by the door while I ran out to get my car from the garage. When I came back inside, he was snoozing. I have to work tonight and thought I could use a nap myself. So I moved his car over by the couch and shut my own eyes. I couldn't fall asleep.