Glorious sleep

Today is the Dormition of the Theotokos (if you're Eastern Orthodox) or the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary (if you're Roman Catholic). I celebrated today by a two hour nap this afternoon, after which I woke feeling achey, thirsty and accutely aware of how bad my cloth diapering "hobby" (new profession?) is getting: I dreamed of a store of artistic colorful beautiful diapers, but I forgot my wallet in my car, and then I couldn't find where I parked.

I want more sleep.

Please, oh Holy Mother, may little Bennett sleep soundly tonight. Six hours of deep sleep, with no muttering, crying out or flailing about in his sleep. Pretty please. Amen.