Sunday Naps

It was a Sunday afternoon, I was exhausted, and wished Solomon still took naps.  He wasn’t complying with my wish so I played the ultimate ace, telling him how when I was a kid, my dad always made us take Sunday naps.  Suddenly he plopped himself on his bed and said, “dads are wise that way.”

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