For two days in a row:  “Mama, naptime?”

Note the placement of the comma:  that means it’s not “Mama naptime” meaning Mama needs to take a nap (which, oh how she does, but oh how it’s not going to happen).  No, that would be JJ asking to take a nap.  Asking me to take him upstairs and have him lay in bed:  not get up repeatedly, not throw his toys all over his room, not push his Lego container over to the window to yell at the kids getting off the bus that a sleep-deprived woman has trapped him in his room and to call child protective services.

Nope:   JJ wanted to take a nap.

I’m very confused.

He did have a fever two nights ago:  his first – 101.7.  All he did was lay around and moan – very pathetic (something he learned from my side of the family:  my dad is known for walking around the house and asking someone to “take mah temp-a-tooure”).  He did perk up when taking a bath with his baby brother, especially when his baby brother decided simultaneously to lean back, poop, and belly laugh – so disgusting and hilarious, all at once.

Today he’s eaten six club crackers.  Six.  That’s all.  I asked him this morning if he wanted to stay home and watch TV, but he wanted to go to schooo (that must come from his father’s side).  His teachers said he was quiet but good:  came home with “Dinosaur Bob” (a dinosaur he painted.  Since we’ve read the book, all dinosaurs must be named Bob).

And now he wants to nap.  Now, either I could be dreaming (which would be nice because that would mean I’m sleeping and that last night’s adventures of JJ’s alarm clock going off at 1am, me throwing his door open only to have it slam into him while he’s yelling “Too Loud!!!  Too Loud!!!” and then waking up his brother, and then JJ telling me it was time to get up at 2:34am, and then his brother waking up with a leaky diaper and a yowly temperament an hour later – it might not have happened), or he could be a pod person, or . . . . ?

Have you noticed any disturbances in the Force?

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