She Keeps Me Guessing

Just when I thought my baby girl was growing up too fast, she surprised me yesterday.

I commented on her site the other day about how she will no longer nap on my shoulder or chest because she is just too big now. I was wrong. Yesterday, she was having a little cranky spell on me and it was obvious she was very tired and needed a nap.

I tried the swing (our norm) and tried putting her down in her pack 'n play. Both spots were not exactly what she wanted I suppose. After about an hour of trying to help her relax and get comfortable, I just decided to hold her on my shoulder and softly sing her some Tony Bennett. He favorite is "Rags to Riches."

Wouldn't you know, within 3 or 4 minutes, Charlie was knocked out on my shoulder. I didn't dare take the chance to lay her down and disturb her rest, so I just eased into a chair and let her snooze away on my chest, her head nuzzled up against my neck.

I think that nap may have been more refreshing for me than her. I still had my baby girl. She's not yet too old to snuggle for a nap with her Daddy.