Aren't they a little young for this type of conspiracy and uprising?
So its naptime. Thats what *I* say anyway. I put Nathan in bed for a nap, settle down in front of the computer for *me* time and to nurse Jeremy. I hear little feet scamper down the hall... then a 40" tall knight in shining armor appears beside me, pointing his sword at me and daring me to cross him! I push him aside and he follows me, weilding his sword, telling me not to go there! I go looking for the naptime escapee and finally find him hiding under the kitchen table with his faithful sentinel in hot persuit.
This type of conspiracy is just unfair! I need naptime! Aren't they not supposed to gang up on me until the teen years??