It's All My Fault.

Babies nap a lot. When they first come home, they take something like 4-5 naps a day, each significantly longer than the intervals they are awake. By the time they turn one, at least for mine, they are down to two -- morning and afternoon. Then, over the next few months, I wean them off of the morning nap to end up with one long afternoon one.

Jonathan has been reluctant to lose his morning nap, and frankly, I'm okay with it. It gives Kathryn and me time to read, work on letters, have tea parties, and the like, without the distraction of her fun brother. Still, there are some days that I could do without the morning nap. Like today. We were pretty much out of groceries and I don't have time to go this afternoon, so I had to get it done in the morning, but I couldn't get everything together in time to go before naptime. I decided to ditch the nap and feed the kids lunch a little early so that Jonathan could go in for an early afternoon nap.

I plated some lunch for the kids in my short-order kind of way, set them up, and went back into the kitchen to heat myself up some tomato soup since I've been cold all day. Jonathan was excited to finally get to eat one of the bananas he saw me pick up at the store. The trouble is, the poor kid couldn't stay awake long enough to eat more than a couple of bites. I don't think he even touched his PB&J.