Almost every Sunday, when my little family is tired and sleepy from savouring the weekend, we nap. All in a row, one cuddled into the next.
I'm not at all sure when this started, if we'd nap before our daughter was born, but I like this.
Except, today I'm not sleepy. Both kids are sick and I have a tendency to sit up and watch to make sure they're still breathing. Dreary me.