Adam has started to get creative when it comes to boycotting rest time. On Thursday, I caught him sneaking out of his room while I was trying to get Luke to nap. I questioned what he was doing and he told me that he was “just a little bit dehydrated” and needed some water.

Friday, I was downstairs with Luke and Maggie and I heard Adam coming down the stairs. When I looked at him he stopped, dropped the backpack he was carrying, and stuck his arms out. I said, “Adam, what are you doing?” And he replied, “I’m not Adam, I’m a scarecrow. I’m keeping crows away from our front door.”

So I let him come hang out with us. Luke was resisting napping too (I think he might be trying to give them up and I’m not on board with that plan at all), and I’m not crazy about crows.