Today was a dark, rainy and thundery kind of day. Hannah settled herself into the upstairs living area and plugged in her night lights and lamp from her room. She complained that it was kind of chilly and brought out her pillow and blanket to get warm. I busied myself with the kitchen and cleaning it up nicely for our lunch guests today. About noon thirty, Hannah got up and said that her legs were tired and that she needed some cuddles.
I had my suspicions that this might lead to a nap and I was right. We laid down in my bed together and after about fifteen minutes she was sound asleep, and so was I. I woke up to the sound of her sleeping and that quiet that follows a lull in a rainstorm. She just slept. She hasn't really napped since she was about two and half, so these occasions are few and far between and always a treat for me. I don't even remember what I did with the time, but I'm always pleased to be awake in my home without anyone else roaming around.
Around 2 I told her that quiet time was over and she requested just a few more minutes. I went about my puttering around. The doorbell rang for our lunch guest, our dear sweet sister and one of her friends traveling through to the East coast. As soon as I said that Hannah was napping she poked her head out of the room and greeted our guests.
She's such a sweet heart.