I haven’t always liked going to sleep. In fact, I used to detest being put down for my nap, and especially bed for the night. Now that I’m much older and wiser (a week ago Sunday, I turned one and a half years old!), I take particular pleasure in sleeping…when I want to.

So it threw me for a little bit of a loop today when I woke up from my nap and saw Daddy standing in my bedroom. He wasn’t alone either, there were two strange guys inside of his orange notebook peering out at me. I think they were trying to be quiet, but I take after my mother and am a very light sleeper. Daddy told me to wave at them and so I did. Then I just kind of sat there staring at them sitting in my bed. It was kind of like a weird dream, except that it wasn’t.

This is me looking at them looking at me.

Later, after those guys got out of my bed, Daddy explained that they were two of his friends from Russia that wanted to see me sleeping. Come on guys, can’t you let a poor chap take a nap in peace?! I forgive you. After all, it was my noisy Papa walking in my room that woke me up. You guys were quiet.