Truth be told, I've tried to take a lot of naps this winter. So did my kids. There were days when I didn’t see either of them. One stayed on the hot air register under my bed, in a cocoon created by the dust ruffle. The other stayed on the hot air register under the couch, in a cocoon created by a throw. They were both too hot to touch. Periodically, they’d poke their heads out, look around to see if I might have left them any food, then pull their heads back in and go back to sleep. It was like living with two turtles.
I’m really proud that I didn’t let this winter get to me.