Since today is M’s birthday, I read "Carl’s Birthday" to K for bedtime story; if read is the right word for a book of pictures. She got very excited at the page where Madeleine and Carl realize that Mommy is about to come back to the bedroom where they are supposed to be napping, so she flings herself onto his back, and they run upstairs to pretend to be still napping (Carl is a rottweiler).
She said, " ‘Ap?" then, " ‘o ‘ap!" and bounced on my lap, wanting that page again a few times.
She really approved of skipping nap time.
I’m in for it now.