Disney Magic and Naptime...

What is it about Disney Magic? I mean, really, the toddler will fall asleep in minutes, putting herself in the recliner with a blanket, with anything Disney on. Best choice: Pooh. (And I don't mind a bit.) I have a theory bubbling up in my brain about the creation of content and the intended results. Any time she is trying to nap with, say, Daniel Tiger (PBS), it's a no-go. Anything learning-related, it's a no-go. I wonder if the content and the pacing is scripted to enhance brain busy-ness. And if so, so be it. It's a good thing...but not for naps. 

I'd love a nap. Or a full night's sleep. I can't recall being this tired for this many days, weeks, in a row. It's important to note, though, that I willingly signed on for Toddler Watching. I'd do it again and again; she is our favorite human, and the situation warrants that we engage fully. But OMG full engagement! Either Meg was a super easy, biddable child, or I've forgotten just about every damned thing about TWO. I'm kind of old for this, and it shows. 

Tomorrow, we have a full day of just us. I don't have a plan. I should have a plan, but I do not. O dear. What I'd like to do is work on my own poems, read a little, and slow down. Likely, the day will start approximately 6 am: "Mimi, I heard the rooster. Mimi, here's the paper. Mimi, I need milk." 

She's a good kid, but arghhh, I am not a morning person, never have been. To function, to answer questions and be alert, takes real fortitude. I need coffee. Gallons.

That all said, here we are on the cusp of a new year. I sure hope this one doesn't kick us in the altogether over and over again. We could all use a break.

C