Little

Since moving Finnley to the toddler bed, nap time is hit or miss.

Today we played all day with our friends at the park. 

I had high hopes for a good hour to myself.

This is how it went;

Paciently wait for Finnley to climb in bed

tenderly tuck her under the blankets

kiss the forehead,

softly whisper the reminder to close her eyes, then

leave the room.

Listen at the door and when I hear her hop out of bed

REPEAT

Two hours past nap time and she is snoring

 in my arms on the couch. 

When was the last time I held Finnley while she slept?

I felt a overwhelming sense of love for her. 

Such a little body,

 determined and fun spirit.