Some days I lose my daughter...

Some days I lose my daughter. Inevitably, I think she's playing downstairs and I go down to check on her, only to find her missing. So I wander through the house, looking for her, and I just about always find her in the same place... curled up under the blankets in bed, sound asleep. When she gets tired in the afternoon, she doesn't complain, she just goes and puts herself down for a nap. How great is that?