not-nap time

Today's last nap time did not go as planned.  I put my baby girl down, and 20 minutes later she was still squawking and talking to the wall (not crying, at least).  I went to check on her, and she was sitting straight up, smiling, and she reached for me.  Being the sucker that I am, I swooped her up for a hug.  Then she laid'em on me: 2 drooly, open-mouthed baby kisses.  And you know what?  That girl just knows how to work it.  We're still snuggling as I type this one-handed.