Naps lately have been HARD to say the least.
All I hear for at least an hour is TJ saying "Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. Where are you, Mama?" because he knows I'm here but can't figure out why we are not hanging out together, like we do the rest of the time.
Yesterday he ended up falling asleep after I made a big 20 minute ruckus on our squeaky treadmill. John thinks that he just wants to know I'm here so I made a big ordeal of telling him that I will always stay nearby, if I don't, it's breaking the rules and Mama doesn't break the rules. Good thing he didn't know me in high school.
I just put him down for his nap. So far so good, although he is making some noises.
I only read him one story because he wouldn't pee on the potty. He did finally at least pretend totry, so I gave him one for effort.