BREAK THE RULES

They say rules are made to be broken. I wasn't always of that mindset. Since I stepped out of adolecenthood I've become quite rigid. I like rules, they keep everything in order. I heart order.
However, the rule about "ALWAYS GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCT," is a rule made to be broken.
After arriving home from work on Tuesday at noon, the house was a disaster with crusty food on the floor that Layla had dropped during breakfast. 15 piles of laundry waiting to be folded, overflowing diaper pails stinking up the entire house.... My first instinct was to clean. Clean clean clean while Lady napped. But I channelled my inner self and asked her what she'd like to do. I wanted to nap. I wanted to lay down on the bed with Lady and take a looo-oong 2 hour nap with her. So I shut the bedroom door - to close out all the thoughts of total house messyness. We turned on "Friends season 5" and we snuggled in together and fell fast asleep.

We both felt awesome when we woke up.

 Second instinct in this case was WAY better than my first instinct. My days of napping with Lady are limited, she'll be pushing me away and onto independent toddlerhood any day now. So the house can wait, (sometimes.... if I really really work hard to ignore it) while I nap with my snuggle bug. A few more times.