So Friday's home with daddy are actually working out okay. I come home and the boys are alive. That's good. I ahve to admit Jason is doing a great job. But there is a catch......no naps. I guess Noah has his number b/c he will not nap for Jason. This particular Friday, I get home from work and Jason had plans that evening. Jason recaps the day and tells me Noah did not nap for him. I am having a girlfriend come over with her children, so I am a little worried he will be a bear, but what can I do. It's to late to make him nap and to early to put him to bed. So, I do what I can to "please" him at this point. I am making dinner, feeding Max and Noah wants goldfish crackers in a plastic bag. I give him the goldfish and he goes on his merry way to enjoy them. It wasn't 5 minutes later I hear him talking to himself and then it gets quiet. This is what I find....

Poor little guy he was so worn out, couldn't even enjoy his crackers. Most people would not find this out of the ordinary...but Noah never falls asleep just anywhere, it is always in his bed. He got to sleep for about 45 minutes until little brother decided to make his way over and steal his crackers and eat his feet. Oh the joys of being a big brother. He really didn't skip a beat though, as soon as he woke up he began eating his crackers again. Now granted I had removed them from his lap and he was eating air, but he thought they were good.....I guess