Tucker was mighty restless in going down for his nap today. After reading all of his books many times through, stacking a fortress of blocks, and trying his best to get my attention to rescue him from the prison of his bedroom, he finally resorted to crying.
When all else fails, you gotta do what you gotta do.
I came to his bedroom door to see what he needed, and he signed train and then Mickey Mouse.
He was asking if perhaps we could get on the train again and go downtown to see Mickey Mouse again after his nap.
No dice, buddy. Not today. That was a one-time deal.
Sorry to disappoint you.