
I was surprised that she fell asleep so quickly, but not bothered in the least. I went about my business expecting her to wake up any moment. I emptied the dishwasher and put a load of laundry in.

I turned some music on and cleaned out some drawers. And Madison slept. And slept.

And I let her. Yes, I could have woken her up at any time. I could have shook her off the couch and made her eat and put jammies on, but I didn't. My big kids don't nap anymore, so when the time comes that their little bodies obviously need some sleep, I let Mother Nature take over. And when Madison finally woke up, she was the most loving, hug giving child any mother could wish for.
Shelly
Ahhh. The power of sleep.
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