A sweet afternoon nap . . .

This afternoon, Henry wandered into our room, crawled into bed and fell asleep. Even when you are six, a Sunday afternoon nap feels good . . .

The midday light through the window was just right for this snapshot.



And, an hour later, I caught a few more pictures during the sweet quiet of waking up . . . (those moments don't last long at our house, so I grabbed while I could . . . )