My son will come up with thousands of possible reasons at nap time that I need to stay with him/get him out of his crib/postpone the inevitable. He's actually quite industrious. He's fond of taking off his pants and diaper and peeing in his crib, well aware of the long process I then have to embark on to change his crib cover, sheet, and blankets, and then him. He'll ask for milk, Daddy, toys, claim he's poopy (sometimes true), and my all-time favorite, to pray. You understand, we will have already prayed when I initially put him down. However, I can't resist my child asking to pray... so, we go through the list of people he wants to pray for again including, but not limited to, "Uncle... Papa... Mimi... apple... Auntie... Chandler... Pooh... Loran... Tigger...", etc.
He used to go down without a peep. Now he'll lay in there for an hour, talking, calling my name, fake crying... until he finally drifts off to dream land, and I thank the Lord.
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