Saturday Naptime

Why is it my girls seem like they are at their most energetic when I’m at my sleepiest?

Do kids secretly have the ability to directly sap their parents’ energy and use it for their own nefarious purposes, like planting Lego landmines around the living room floor?  Do they understand the power that they wield?

*pause for effect*

Did I do this as a child?

Aw, dang.  Is THAT why my Dad was so upset when my brother or I interrupted one of his Saturday afternoon naps?  Is THAT why he instituted marshal law when Saturday afternoon hit?  (“You either take a nap RIGHT NOW, or you won’t get air for a week!”)

It’s becoming all so clear…

Or at least it will be after my nap.