Maggie Is Sleeping, Call Back Later

This picture cracks me up for some reason. I think it is a combination of the fact that Maggie has fallen asleep in the middle of the living room floor rather than participate in activity time any more, the fact that she sort of looks like a beached frog, and the fact that, according to Ian, she has inherited this crabby "Oh, I'll be sleeping even if you call in the very hounds of Hell to try and wake me with their hideous yowling" face from her mother. Apparently my genes win out sometimes, after all.