The end of an era

I'm writing this post knowing that I am going to get absolutely no sympathy on this one. Except maybe from this girl. I know she will understand.

I've had a good almost 9 year run. From 1pm to 3pm every day, my home has been blissfully quiet. But sadly, the day has come. The day that I have been dreading for so long. My youngest has decided that he's done napping. Oh. The. Horror.

But he's 5 you say! No, no people, this is not acceptable to me. You see, my two oldest still took naps well into Kindergarten. He's only in pre-school. He can't be done!

Yeah, so maybe I am spending too much time swimming in the river of denial, but these naps are a hard thing to let go of! My kids have been rock star nappers. For so long, I have had 2 glorious hours each afternoon to do whatever it is I need to do. Clean, read, nap...whatever! In fact, Kristin A. once told me that she is always nervous to call here between the hours of 1 and 3 because she didn't want to disturb "Harker Family Nap Time" {Kristin also came up with that term}.

In the words of Boyz II Men, it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.

I know, I know. Boo-hoo. Poor me. Let me have it!