Ok, here's how naptime has gone so far today. I got Bonnie and Annie down easy. Lucy, not so easy. She always wants a book or story, etc. She ask for
The Lion King (not short!), so I speed read it and then promise to lay with her for a few minutes. I go to sleep immediately, of course. Lucy continues to talk to me, ask me to wake up, and open my eyelids for me. The phone rings and I run to answer it, glad that someone has woken me up and saved me from this not so restful sleep. While I talk to my friend, Lucy comes downstairs several times and calls for me from upstairs. I don't go, b/c I'm trying to teach her about rest time and that, "Mommy is a better mommy if we all have a rest period." As I hang up the phone, Lucy is still calling for me from upstairs. Knowing that I don't want her to wake up Bonnie and Annie, I decide to go up there and deal with her. As I put my foot on the first step, I can smell what Lucy has been cooking. It's a sinking feeling knowing what you are heading upstairs to find. Poop smeared all over the bathroom floor. So, I clean it up, send Lucy back to her room, call Wes about it. As I try to figure out why she would feel the need to smear the poop, Wes sings, "Selwyn, you're gonna miss this . . ."