Mutiny on the Bounty

The other day my beloved went to pick up the little angel from the Emerald City.  All the kiddos were asleep.  When he asked why they were sleeping so late, he was told that none of them had taken their afternoon naps.  I can just hear them now:

Little Angel:  "My parents hate it when I'm still sleeping at 5:25."

D:  "Yes, mine, too."

J:  "I know the sign for 'bear.'"

S:  "Sometimes when my parents aren't looking, I fall just to get their attention."

S2:  "I fall even when they are looking. It makes them feel worse."

Little Angel:  "It would be fun to all skip our naps."

J:  "But that would make them mad."

Little Angel:  "Exactly.  That's the fun part. They really can't do anything. They can't make us sleep.  I know:  the kitty peed on Mama and Daddy's bed the other day.  They couldn't stop her because they were changing my diaper.  They really don't have control."

S2:  "Really?  My parents always tell me they're in charge."

Little Angel:  "They're not.  Sybil told me so."

J:  "I'm scared."

D:  "I think it sounds fun. Let's do it."

J:  "I know the sign for 'bear.'"

So they held out as long as they could. Finally, in desperation, the daycare people put them in the buggy and took them for a walk. The motion was too much for them and they all conked out on the buggy ride.  Thus, they were sleeping when my beloved showed up.

This is how things get accomplished in the child world.