I remember when I was about four and my mom would tuck my baby sister into her crib and then make me join her for a nap. There we'd be in my parents' bed, her hand holding mine so I couldn't crawl out and go get into trouble, her long nails digging in when I squirmed. Naturally, I hated naptime.
Now my nap is one of my favorite things. I call it siesta since it's such an integral part of my adopted country's culture. And there's even a scientific basis for a good long one, not just the 20-minute catnap the "experts" used to say was all we needed. The evidence is here, at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4yS5fzGcjI4&feature=player_embedded.
I'm just glad I get to do it without all those wires, they'd be awfully hard to get used to.