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N is for Naps

Flaming June, Lord Frederick Leighton

I love to nap. Sure there are a million other things I could do, certainly the dishes need to be done. I could exercise or something like that. But every Tuesday mid-morning, when I crawl into my bed during Miles' nap, I think to myself, "this is about the most luxurious thing in the world. Look how lucky I am, that in the middle of the day, when all those other people are working, or my kids' teachers have probably had enough, or my kids themselves could probably use a little lay-down on the floor, or Neal's just starting to drill into someone's tooth, or that poor woman in southeast Asia is out in a field with her baby strapped on her back, here I am laying in my bed falling asleep."

I'm so lucky. And yes, I really do think that almost every time.
Maybe I should start calling them "Grateful Naps."

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