sweet little guy, even when I wish he was still asleep

I got Lew down, tidied up, undid the dishwasher and sat down.  Three minutes later Art woke up.  But then, when he came downstairs he said, "Mama!  Did you have a great nap?" 

"I didn't get a nap," I said.  "But I feel good." 

"You didn't take a nap?" he said at the landing of the stairs.

"No, I didn't take nap."

"You didn't take a nap?  I thought you would."

That was so thoughtful.