The artful nap dodger

For some weeks now, Noah has refused to nap for me; happily climbs onto the couch for Gordon, naps when Granny is here, but for me, no. So as I have been stuck at home for a while now, and Gordon has missed a couple of his shifts, it has finally caught up with the wee chancer. After complaining very sweetly on several occasions of being tired, but taking no suggestion of napping on board, this is how we found Noah at around 5pm.