In college, we had a cd that we made for each other called Sunday Naps. It was mellow music perfect for the Sunday afternoon sleepy time. Here are my boys indulging in unposed matching Sunday naps. I wonder if they were dreaming about the same thing, too.
Here is Johnny trying out his Bumbo. He obviously thought I was putting him in a plane where the responsibility to take off rested on his shoulders, well - arms.