A New Year's Nap

Our Hero decided to kick off the new year by taking an afternoon snoozer! He took a bad tumble in the morning and so sort of felt like tucking his little self in to his "snuggly little bed."* Naturally, Clara woke up crying in the midst of her siesta. Julie bolted in, scooped her up, and bolted back out just as Joe started to stir. So it was that Clara finished her nap on top of Julie. Birdie is getting rather big so it makes Julie's breathing a little shallow, and Julie is, of course, utterly pinned and down for the count. So if one had, say, been reading on the couch and thinking about popping up for a little bowl of potato chips and a fizzy beverage when the Birdie began to wail, well, c'est la vie. But, every time it happens that Clara ends up napping on top of Julie, Julie thinks it may be the last time, and so hopes it is not. So it's not such a bad vie, even if it is temporarily sans potato chips.

Shortly after Ted took this picture, Clara Jane herself popped up all, "Hello, World!" and wanted some books of her own to read. Ted snagged the three that were on the nightstand: The Itsy Bitsy Spider; The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry, and the Big Hungry Bear [Could the authors seriously not have shortened that up a bit? Where was the editor on that one?]; and Where's Spot? Clara deemed Where's Spot? the only tome worthy of her attention, and instructed Ted to read it twice. Quite charmingly, the second time through, upon reaching the flap hiding the aligator under the bed, she oriented herself just as we were before copying our "SNAP!" (as in an alligator goes SNAP!) motions.

*This "snuggly little bed" is new. Julie is always off the week between Christmas and New Year's Day, and this year, Ted took it off as well. We had grand plans to linger at the Starfoxes each morning, go to the movies, take in an exhibit at the Minnesota History Center, read, and do a little reorganizing around the house. Tuesday, we set off bright and early for IKEA to get some new and improved toy storage, and while we were there, decided the root of the toy storage problem in the bambini's room was that their room is too small for two twin beds (or one twin bed and a crib). As a new, smaller bed is cheaper than a new house, we got new "snuggly little bed[s]" of which we will be reporting soon in a grand Home Improvement Reveal post.