Every once in awhile, though, his schedule tuckers him out and he just falls asleep from exhaustion. Today was one of those days.
Around 2:30 today, Cole and I were walking back home from BART. He was trudging along quietly until about 4 blocks from our house, when he suddenly stopped and looked at me. "Mommy, up?" he asked sweetly.
So, despite the fact that I was already carrying leftovers from lunch, my shoulder bag, and his hot pink Dora the Explorer backpack, I couldn't help but oblige. If only I knew that 60 seconds later I'd be carrying dead weight, toddler-style, the whole rest of the way, I might have resisted a bit more.
Once I got home, I gently laid him (with his new exploding ice cream practical joke toy) on our couch. I laid some extra couch cushions on the floor in case he rolled off and went in the other room to get some stuff done in this rare moment of quiet:

About an hour later, I couldn't believe he was still sleeping so I went to check on him. Imagine my surprise when I found this!

ANOTHER hour went by, and I looked again:

Luckily, he woke up shortly before hour three or I think he might have been all the way under the couch!
A record day in the Ambrocente
household - Cole voluntarily took a 3 hour nap. Too bad he's so well rested for our red-eye flight tonight!!