Nap

Another gruelling 5am start.

The relentless beast grabs my hand and insists “go go go go”.

His nappies are changed, breakfast is fed, books are read and instruments are bashed.

Still ten o’clock.

Blocks are built, trains are moved, dogs are chased, things are painted and pasta is fed.

He finally starts yawning around noon, and I rush to wrap him up tight.

He finally falls asleep.

And now, so can I.