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The War on Naps rages on and my daughter is a soldier in the Anti-Nap forces.  I suspect that Tater and the other babies gather intelligence when we pass on our walks and at the play groups.  There have been many casualties (hours spent rocking, hours of lost sleep that The Mommy couldn’t nap, the muscles in The Mommy’s shoulder, neck, and back to name only a few).

The Tater Tot joined the Anti-Nap Forces at a tender age and has been trained well.  Trained by the noisy garbage trucks with their back-up beep-beeping, by the gardening guys with their weed-whackers a-whacking, by all the wonderful and noisy toys beckoning to her to come play, and by a Sometimes Softie Mommy who does not like to hear her little girl wail like a banshee.  She just doesn’t want to miss a thing. 

She is a tough little soldier, fighting on through colds and The Mommy’s rocking.  She has withstood stroller rides and soft music.  She has become immune to The Nursing Defense employed by Desperate Mommy.  She can even withstand Tigger’s comforting charms sometimes.  But there’s a Secret Weapon that The Mommy uses (and probably shouldn’t) that works 99% of the time: The Car Ride.  Yep.  The Car Ride is good.  There have been times when The Car Ride worked within half a block.  Other times it has worked within a block or two.  On the rare occasion, it takes a mile or two.  But, as in any war, the striving takes a toll.  You see, The Mommy’s body is not cooperating any more.  The car seat has become too heavy to lift out with Tater in it and The Mommy has sustained an injury.  So, chalk one up for The Tater Tot!  She will nap when she’s good and ready, thank you very much!