The past few weeks, our house was full. Tim and Lauren (Rob's bro and wife) came with their 8-month-old, Hayes, and Uncle Peter joined in. There was a lot of noise and very little sleeping. I think I went to bed at earliest 1am every night. Usually later. This meant sometimes catching up with naps during the day. Since our kids do "rest time" and not naps (yes, Lincoln has moved to non-napping) I didn't actually get real naps. I did, however, get to fall halfway asleep in the floor with kids climbing all over me. Kind of restful?