You owe me a nap girlfriend.

Kenzie has recently begun vetoing the second afternoon nap concept on infrequent occasion. She lay peacefully in her crib, starting and restarting her aquarium, buzzing at the bee on the wall, strangling Mr. Doodle Poodle with hugs, and carrying on profound conversations with herself (or perhaps the bumper pads?) for well over an hour before I give in and reclaim her. This typically happens in answer to one of the cute Mama calls, I hear through the monitor. I’d think that she was en route to the one-nap-a-day transition, however, she typically makes up for the lost nap time the next day – not to mention that she is delirious and testy the remainder of the evening after missing said nap.

Delirious and testy, as in, a little "pill."