While the little one sleeps

Once again I’m writing while the Fiendling is passed out in the stroller on the porch. Only this time, since the weather is gorgeous, I’m sitting out with him.

I’m sort of at a loss with the nap issue. He hasn’t taken a nap anywhere other than a car or his stroller for two weeks. He naps better in the car than he does in the stroller but driving around all day hoping he’ll nap isn’t my activity of choice. I think I’ll put the computer back inside, grab my walking sneakers (as opposed to my lounging sneakers) and head out to the Wissahickon. May as well get some exercise while he’s snoring away.