Nap, please.

A few hours after Evelyn woke from her nap I felt a bad migraine setting in. I attempted to rest my eyes in silence on the living room couch for a few minutes. After about 5 seconds I heard Evelyn whining. I walked into her room and found her wedged between her crib rail and her miniature rocking chair she had pushed up against the side of her crib. When I walked in she reached up to her bed as if she had been trying to climb in. I laid her in there and she collapsed on her stomach and shut her eyes. I thought to myself, "Are ya kidding me!?" then quickly returned to my couch before she could change her mind. She didn't make a sound for an hour. The kid was asking for a nap! What could be better than that?