While she naps

For her the world becomes quiet - it goes on in a far away place, muffled. The weight of the blanket is calling for sleepiness and her singing is slowing down until she is off in her own land of dreams. When she wakes up she still will have that smell of sleep, the special look that tells you the story of her rest. I love those moments - watching her coming back into my world, that buzzed on while she napped.