Yesterday afternoon I picked Andrew up at 4:30, so he hadn't gone down for his last nap. I got him home and had J give him a bottle since I seem to have a bit of an over supply of milk in the fridge. Then they both passed out.
This morning he got up at 7:00, ate a little, but got easily distracted by pretty much everything. We had a little playtime on the mat and hung out a bit. I tried a little oatmeal with him, but he mostly played with it and tried to blow bubbles.
Then at 8:30 I decided to try to get him down for a nap since this is the time that he has been napping at daycare and I want to stay consistent. I changed his diaper, put him in his sleep sack, and put him in the crib still awake. I could hear him talking as I gathered up his laundry and got everything in the washer.
I peeked into his room to see this:
Ahhhhh - sweet napping success. We might just be getting the hang of this parenting thing after all.