There is a house
A napping house
Where everyone is sleeping.
Audrey Wood, “The Napping House”

Here’s one of my favorite nappers, just relaxin’ on the kitchen floor.
My house is entirely quiet and dark right at this moment, perhaps too quiet and dark for a Friday afternoon at 3:27 p.m. I just woke up from an hour nap, followed by a half hour of just laying in bed and doing nothing. My dear husband has been asleep since 12:30. My dear children have been asleep since 1 p.m. My dear dog already sleeps most the day.
So here’s the headline: We are Tired at this House.
I know most of you are, too. Tired for all sorts of reasons. Physically tired, emotionally tired, spiritually tired — or all of the above.
Go ahead and and follow our lead and rest up this weekend. All that other stuff can wait till later, right?
And in that house
there is a bed,
a cozy bed
in a napping house
where everyone is sleeping.
Love that book. Wish I knew how to nap.
Did Miss Lucy relocate herself to the hard kitchen floor? When I come to visit we will be napping in her warm and soft bed.