Down here on the Street we know how to built a nest for nap time. Often referred to as a fort or, my favorite, king castle, these piles of comforter and fluff show up in various locations around the house. A few times a day I am summoned by, "Mooooooooommy, come look at my king castle."
I walk towards the voice noticing along the way that every bed has been stripped. The nester is my little Eden. My chipmunk. Her nest is usually filled with books, a few special toys and whatever she had left from snack time. There is nothing more quirkalicious then checking on my little one during her nap and seeing her passed out in her king castle down on the Street.