Sam has always been a pretty terrible napper, whereas grant is still going strong with the napping thing. As we laid down after lunch today - just her and I and a princess show - I realized I only have two more of those naps before kindy starts on Tuesday. We've been "napping" every day for three years. It's always the little lasts that choke me up, not the firsts. I know she is going to love kindy, but I'm going to miss my afternoon chill out partner more than a little. Sniff.