When your toddler has refused to nap for three out of the past four days, you have two options:
1. Break down, throw a tantrum and have a crying fit because you so desperately depend on those 2-3 hours of peaceful bliss every afternoon.
2. Take her down to Pier 39 to check out the aquarium and share some fish n' chips like a family of tourists.
I chose option 2. Go ahead, feel free to pat me on the back, give me a reward, or send me some flowers because, DAMN, that was hard.