This afternoon was a rare occurence : nap time.

I arrived home with FoH fast asleep in his carseat. I managed to lay him down in his crib with minimal wakefulness. And there was only one logical thing to do.

Nap, myself.

I climbed in to bed, piled the covers high over my head. Had Murph jump up next to me.

I closed my eyes, falling asleep to the rhythmic sound of the rain.

It was bliss.