Okay, okay… In lieu of Ashley’s comments posted on my blog I feel inclined to grace these pages with a bit of reality. Nap time. Or shall we call it, the battle of two girls bound and determined to get their way. This afternoon I decided to try to take a nap. I’ve been really tired lately trying to plan Keegan’s birthday party. Oh, why do I lie? Actually I’ve been staying up late to watch Big Brother After Dark which runs from 11 pm to 2 am. I know, it’s sad. Summer time TV just isn’t worth watching and for some reason I get sucked into really bad reality television. I started watching Big Brother just before the move and am still watching it. I’m not sure why. It is boring, boring, boring. And to make matters worse, I’ve started watching the late night version. That isn’t any more exciting. No making out, nothing. Mostly watching them lay around and eat. I don’t know why I do this to myself. Anyway, point being that I’m tired.

So, here I am trying to take a nap. The kids go down for afternoon naps around 1:30. Keegan goes right to sleep. Sweet little fella. But Makena plays for about 2 hours, gets out of bed twenty times and usually poops somewhere in between all of that. Hey, look at that. It’s 3:50 and she’s still playing. Super Nanny can you help me?

So Zoe Monster (the cat) and I sit up in my room. Praying that she’ll eventually go to sleep and that she hasn’t taken off her diaper. Most days she finally goes to sleep around 4. Right when Keegan is waking up. Figures. There he is now. Awake.