She had no nap today. She went all day, through two long-ish car rides (to The City in the Middle and the Big Museum and back). Napless. No nap. In Nap Town, even. Ironic.
She was fine until about 8 pm, when she got fussy, but we managed to reason her through it until we could get her to bed (we were at the office at the time). She was okay. Without a nap. Without. A. Nap. That faint sound you hear is me crying, "Noooooooooooooo!!!!!"
I am not ok without a nap. I need her nap. I can not imagine what life will be like when she gives it up for good.
Benedryl would be wrong, wouldn't it? *sigh*
How old were your kids when they gave up their naps?