My baby girl has a very amazing ability to fall asleep anywhere. I'm not sure if it's just who she is, or because she's the fifth child. It is equal parts puzzling, entertaining and incredibly sweet. Wherever she may be, when she gets tired, she just lays her head down and sleeps. No words or announcements, no fuss or crying. She just sleeps when she's tired - as simple as that. Of course, in front of the woodstove, on a cozy daybed, on a dark and stormy early winter's afternoon? Well, that's the kind of nap any of us could go for. And maybe - just maybe - I couldn't resist and laid down beside her and closed my eyes too - for a quick moment or two. Mmnn....
But there will be no napping (for me!) today. The next stretch of days hold a great deal of goodness - with a great deal of time at the theater as we kick of this year's Nutcracker season. My stage-loving ballet boys are quite excited about their roles this year, and ready for the show to begin. With all that driving and costuming and excitement - and the stacks of trim piled up in my kitchen as we near the finish line on Gram's room - our Thanksgiving will look a little different than usual this year. It'll be quiet - a day of family rest, really. I might even insist upon a family nap hour. I'm sure I'll have some takers.
Wishing you and yours a most lovely stretch of joyous days ahead (with a few moments of peaceful rest too!).
