The Miss refused to nap today. I lost track of how many times I chased her back to her room, trying to get her to be quiet and not wake her brother. Which she did, and he woke grumpy. She crashed on the sofa around 6. So now The BoyChild has pulled out one of his noisiest toy, and has played with it constantly for 20 minutes. She's tired enough she's sleeping through it, and I'm about to go postal from the constant toy piano noise.