Cozy

Anders never naps with me. He never naps in general. In fact, he seems to be the energizer bunny when running errands always asking, "Where we going next, Mom? And, then what's after that? And after that?"...etc. But for some unexplained reason (must be genetic) Anders (aka, the bedtime bandit) can always find his napping daddy. When he sees Cam nestled in bed or conked out on the couch he promptly wriggles into his spot, within millimeters from Cam, and heads off to dreamland. Most of these naps take place on quiet Sunday afternoons or rainy Saturdays.

There's something special about napping with the daddy, I think. I remember falling asleep, being held by my dad, listening to the rhythm of his breathing. It's very soothing, comforting.

Just had to take a minute and press pause.