I love it when this happens. Usually. Unless it’s pushing 2:30 or later in the afternoon. Today it was around 2:45.

We don’t usually wear shoes in the house even if they’re not dirty like these but the floors
are awfully dusty right now and we’re also safeguarding against errant nails.

I can’t remember what the issue was that brought this about. I was tired and it was noisy in the house - hammers, saws, the vacuum, banging boards into place, etc. B was feeling the commotion too and whatever the issue was, he got upset at me and pouted. He got on the couch as you can see, buried his face in his hands, and refused to acknowledge me for about five minutes. Which is when I heard him snoring lightly. Amidst all the noise. He fought me off when I tried to stir him to take him downstairs to bed, where it was quieter.

Tonight as I was putting him to bed I commented on his nap and he said, "I must have been super very tired because I didn’t hear any noise at all." Poor kid woke up with beads of sweat all over his face (his hair was wet too when I tried to wake him) and corduroy-like lines across his forehead, knees, and down his legs.