Naptime

Saturday was a slightly challenging day for us.  We had a great morning that started at 6:30 (ugh).  Chase was a sweetheart, being really cuddly on the couch and we all just took it easy.  In fact we all stayed in our pj's until naptime...Or lack thereof.  Since he got up so early that morning I figured we'd try to put Chase down for an earlier nap.  In fact we laid him down the same time that Leslie puts him down for a nap Wed.-Fri. every single week: at 11:30.  And, since he normally sleeps anywhere between 2 and 4(!) hours

 on a regular basis for Leslie, I figured it wasn't too early. 

Well, Chase had other plans in mind...Like taking off his clothes...  See?

What??

For the hour that he tossed and turned, and talked and played, he also worked his upper body completely out of the neck of his shirt.  With our new 'fancy' video monitor, luckily Matt and I were able to witness all this while it was happening.  So, when I finally decided that the nap just wasn't happening (at least at that time) I walked into his room and started laughing at him.

So, he pulled his shirt from around his waist and acted like he was trying to put it back on.



(see the arm of the shirt hanging out the bottom by his leg??)



What a mess.  Later that afternoon the lack of a nap was not-so-funny.  We were those people in Harris Teeter that everyone stares at.  Chase was screaming at the top of his lungs because I wouldn't let him unzip my wallet and dump change all over the grocery store.  Ugh.  Matt took him (still screaming) to the parking lot while I checked out.  Then we got home and spent about an hour getting a waaaay-too-tired Chase to take a waaaay-too-late nap around 3:30.  Thank you, God, he did finally go to sleep.  Whew what a day...