Naptime

 This is how I found him at 2:30 this afternoon:

How cute is that, now? He's got the hands all prayer-like against his cheek... covers just-so up to his chest...

I call his name, rub his hand, open the window. I put some books away and softly say, "It's time to get Buddy!"

Clearly this was not a nap he wanted to wake up from. 

Can you blame him? Nice warm bed on a cold winter's day.