naps are hell

I would never cheapen the memories of the soldiers who fought and died on the beaches of Normandy.

I'm just going to say this.

After today's "nap" time, 90 minutes of screaming, yowling, wailing, "Mommy I have a poop!" NO YOU DON'T GO TO SLEEP going-straight-from-one-bedroom-to-the-other to plug baby-holes with binkies...

I think...

I get it.