Apparently someone already got to Sam though...he's begun boycotting the morning nap.
I'm sure there's a reason behind it, teething (his first two have broken through on the bottom and I was going to insert a picture here...it's a lot harder than you may think to see those little boogers, much less get a photo), maybe a little too much sun yesterday at the pool, or maybe he's just getting to the stage where he needs to know I'm nearby.
Anyway, I put him in his crib for a nap and he cried, hard for a good long while. I went up to check on him, comforted him and put him back down about 3 times. (For the record, I almost never have to do that). Each time I went up, he was either on all fours (and crying) or sitting up (and crying). He just learned how to sit from laying down and it looks like that was his "gateway" to boycotting the morning nap.
Want to know how beaten down a 6 1/2 month old can look? Picture this. Sam, in just a diaper because it's pretty warm upstairs, sitting up in the corner of his bed with his blanket bunched up around him, head bowed, crying hard and surrounded by wet spots (drool and/or tears) all over his sheet. Poor little fella.
Needless to say, he did not take a morning nap this morning. We ran a few errands and I held out hope that he'd fall asleep in the car. No such luck.
When we got home, he didn't want to play, or attempt to crawl. He just wanted to be held. But you know, I had stuff to do like
Currently Sam is laying on his Boppie, playing with his feet and watching violin playing bears, other babies playing musical instruments, twirling light things and a fuzzy pink mouse....with minimal crying. I mean, who wouldn't be mesmerized by images like these?
So thank you, Baby Einstein, for a few minutes of peace.