A normal Tuesday involving playgroup goes something like this for us. Liam is up at 7, naps at 9, up at 10, catnaps in the stroller during our walk at 11, and is ready for a serious afternoon nap around 1:30, but because we're out the door on the way to playgroup, it doesn't happen. He arrives at the OEYC exhausted but perks up as soon as he sees his little friends - especially Autumn.
Yesterday, because they were calling for the remains of Hurricane Katrina to pour from the skies, we skipped our walk. Liam stayed up all morning (skipping the catnap) and was ready for his serious nap at 12:30. As a result he was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed when we left for playgroup at 2.
So what happened?
We got to the OEYC a little late. There were a few new babies in the circle, Taylor and Elizabeth, who are also 4 months old. They were happily playing on their tummies so I attempted to have Liam join in when we got there. And this is what happened. He laid on the floor, face down, arms pinned to his sides, for a good 20 minutes, until I finally hauled him off to do something else. He was quite happy to be there, mind you, but it was embarrassing to have everyone swarming around him, trying to rouse him, saying Poor little thing, he's exhausted, he needs a nap! No, he just had a lengthy nap, he's just fine, thank you. Not even his little friend Autumn (that's her in the foreground) could convince him to get up and play. What the heck is wrong with my kid??!
I thought I was a genius, reconfiguring the nap schedule to coincide exactly with the start of playgroup.
Obviously... I am messing with something I shouldn't. This is not good!!
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