So . . . you can imagine that when I find him napping or suspect he has fallen asleep following one of his late night blogging sessions, I am usually a little aggravated. Well, on this particular afternoon, he had gone upstairs to "get the babies to sleep", and he was gone for quite a while. After about 45 minutes, I began to suspect he had fallen asleep, so I was going to wake him up to help me with cleaning.
Here is what I saw as I opened the door to the babies' room.
I was ready to be mad, but I could not stop laughing.