We’ve reached that point. That point when “Nap” might as well be a four letter word. So, sneakily I’ve renamed it “Rest Time”. Matthew still gets mad. He is so worried that I might do something fun while he’s asleep.
This is how “Rest Time” goes.
Me: Matthew, time for rest. You can play in your room, but you have to stay there.
Matthew: No. No.
(I put the baby gate in the doorway so he is stuck inside. I hand him his cup of water.)
Matthew: Cries. Mama! Mama! No, No!
(I go into the office/craftroom across the hall, and shut the door.)
Matthew cries for a few more minutes.