Just after midday I was busy doing chores in one room, and thought that the house seemed unusually quiet.  Much too quiet for a house with Stella in it.  So I came out of the room and found this:

Yes, it was naptime.  So Stella had found herself a cushion, lay down on the floorboards and tucked herself in under the hall runner.  Still in her fairy skirt.

I did put her straight to bed.  She’s still asleep now.