For as long as I can remember, my youngest daughter who is now five, has loved babies.  Before she could sit up on her own, she had a baby doll that she carted everywhere.  As she turned into a toddler, we couldn’t leave the house without her packing a diaper bag to carry with her baby doll.  Slowly one or two baby dolls in her playroom become eight baby dolls.  Before it was cliché, we dubbed her the Octomom.

Anyway, this is what nap time looks like at Octomom’s house.  Plus also, this is an example of getting some more life out of that Kindergarten nap map over the summer months.

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