in the glider to watch him play out the last of his energy.
But instead of playing he started digging through the laundry looking
for his blankie. Then he spotted a paci on the dresser.
He had no plans to play. It was nap time.
I tried to get him to come to me so I could put him in my lap, but
instead he put his little chubby hand between the bars of the crib and
patter the mattress.
So much for Mommy's welcoming lap!