This blog is a representation of my bad parenting. A few days ago I was shopping and saw a child (not an infant, a child - as in 3-4 years old) fast asleep in the bottom of a shopping cart. How cruel! Go home and put your little one to bed - she is so tired! You do no need to be looking at curtains this instant! So I go to thinking, "What kind of parent lets their child just fall asleep anywhere? Can't the parent see that clearly the child is tired - and if so, why not go home and place them in their bed?! Their nice comfy bed! And to say the least about a schedule!" So just as I was having these thoughts look what happened - I guess I was asking for a good slap in the face. It's just that Bently, for some unknown reason, slept in until 10:45 so I thought that maybe he wouldn't need a nap. That way we could put him to bed a little early and have him right back on schedule. Seemed like a great plan. So while I was out working in the yard, Dakota gave Bently a snack while he finished hanging sheet-rock in the laundry room. Apparently Bently had begun to whine a little and by the time Dakota went to see what was wrong this is waht he saw. When Dakota called me over to see, I was crushed. Even looking at this picture now I feel horrible. My poor little boy is fast asleep, with his backpack full of toys on, face first, on the cold hard floor.
