I begin to feel drowsy. Truthfully, I’ve been drowsy all day, an expected side-effect of last night’s family-room-campout, however the drowsiness has progressed into heavy eyes and grumpiness.
One child has a friend over and has disappeared into her room in a fit of giggles. The other child is busying himself in his own room, building an expansive town out of Lego. My wife is upstairs folding laundry. I am alone on the ground floor. I am undisturbed.
I have dared to lay down on the couch.
I drape a blanket over myself, tempting the fates with my desires for comfort.
I am sleep.
A loud crash awakens me. My body is half off the couch on instinct alone before I calm myself and listen. Laughter. No running. No cursing from the wife. No crying from the children.
The adrenaline has run it’s course and I am again sleep.
Another loud crash.
I hear giggling from a different area of the house. Hopefully this means the “make loud bangs” game has ended. Still no sign of the other child or the wife.
The other child has wandered into the family room and is looking at me cautiously. I feign sleep, hoping he will lose interest and wander back away.
He has not lost interest.
He has moved closer.
My feigning has become reality as my drowsiness overcomes my wariness.
I am awakened by the blanket being pulled off me. My child places his face inches from my own and proceeds to blow into my nose.
I shoo him away and am sleep once more.
Having seen me move to take the above picture, my child knows I am awake and begins bouncing for joy. On my head.
I sit up, dumping my child on the floor. He places a Lightning McQueen in my hands while I yawn. Playtime has commenced.
Total Time on Couch: 44 minutes
Total Time Asleep: 9 minutes
All in all, I’d say it was a fairly successful nap.