Micah has such a hard time napping in the afternoons. There are just too many toys to play with and too many fun places to go in his mind. When tucking him in one afternoon, Micah looked me intensely and said, “Mommy, my bed is a rocket ship! I am going to fly to the moon and take my nap.” So I told him, “Okay!”, tucked him in and left him. A while later I heard thumping and went to check on him. There he sat in the middle of his room and when he saw me, he quickly jumped back into his rocket ship saying, “I had to make sure the moon was safe.”
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