A day without a nap is like a cupcake without frosting.

"The days are cold, the nights are long,"

"The North wind sings a doleful song;"

 "Then hush again upon my breast;"

"All merry things are now at rest,

 

Save thee, my pretty love!"

~Dorothy Wordsworth, "The Cottager to Her Infant"

 (she has taken more naps this week than in the past six months. I think this little one may be growing.) :~)