Sweet Sleep

My two year old is taking a nap.  I have dishes in the sink.  My groceries aren't put away.  But my two year old is taking a nap.  Somehow that two hour window in my day makes life for me and him, just a little sweeter.   

Shakespeare wrote:

Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
~ Macbeth