No nap

I still try to get Eleda to have an afternoon nap, but I'm not willing to fight about (I'm a firm believer in choosing your battles) and today she didn't want one.
She had been a bit of a handful all day, so when Alan got home from work I handed him the baby and excused myself to the land of bedroom laundry folding. Alan came in and told me to go look in the living room, where my little princess was asleep upon her Dora chair. This girl is obsessed with sweeping of any kind. So obsessed, in fact, that she sometimes falls asleep still clutching the sweeper.