You know those wonderful day time escapes called naps? Well, I am really bad at them.
Meaning, I lay in bed thinking of other things I could be doing other than actually sleeping.
Sometimes, though, I am lucky and my eyes close for twenty minutes or so before Vella wakes up and wants to eat.
If you have the blessed talent to nap whenever you please, take a nap for me.
Because man, I need one.
Oh, and I found this picture and I thought it was cute. I knew I was going to marry Greg the day I met him.