Shortly after lunch my littlest sits on the potty one last time, walks upstairs, and climbs into his bed for nap. I squeeze in next to him, read two George books aloud, sing a silly Cecily G. song (he giggles!), and then rub his back for a minute or two while he winds down from our busy morning.
Ollie quite likes our midday routine and so do I. By 2:55pm we are on our way to the schoolhouse to pick up the other kiddos, and it can sometimes feel like c-r-a-z-y t-o-w-n here between the hours of 3-8pm. Nap time, however brief, helps both Ollie and I navigate the after-school storm with more patience and humor. Over the years I've had a few friends and family (firm believers in the cry-it-out method) say that my way takes too long and holds fewer guarantees. This is true. But I'm three kids in, and this is how I've done it each time.