It all started Tuesday afternoon, it was naptime and as usual we sat in the rocking chair reading stories, giving hugs and kisses, singing songs then down in the crib for a nap. I went down stairs to start some chores and suddenly I heard the sound of little feet running in the toy room. Hmmm, I thought, Landon and Dayton are at school, Sadie is asleep in the swing and Reece is down for a..........OH NO! Quickly I dashed up the stairs two at a time and there he was playing with his toys in the toy room. I heard a sigh from somewhere in the universe coming from all the mothers that have come before me. They knew as did I what this meant. My two year old has learned to climb out of his crib. I acted quickly snatching him up and immediately putting him back into his crib and in a very "motherly" voice let him know he was not to get out of his crib again...that it was naptime and he needed to rest. I waited outside his door holding my breath, knowing but not wanting to believe, what was coming. Little Reece did not dissapoint and in just a few short minutes there he was peeking out of his door. The blackhole had been opened and it was starting to suck the naptime in. I tried as all mothers do all the usual threats, bribes and pleading as I put him back in his crib several more times. Alas I knew it was just a matter of time before my baby Reece would be too big for naptime so I unwillingly surrendered to the naptime blackhole. I sat down on the floor in a state of defeat when Reece climbed up into my lap, looked up at me with his little face that still had pudding smudges on it from lunch and said, "Mom...(wait for it)....(wait for it)..........I want to go to Home Depot". A smile came across my face and once again all was right in the universe.