Sleep, sleep, glorious sleep

I have written a post for today, but I wrote it in my head while I was nursing Mikaela to sleep for her nap. It was all about how she says 'nooo' in a thoughtful sort of voice, in response to virtually any question she is asked, unless it is 'do you want mummy milk', or (be prepared to be horrified, all good Steiner parents) 'do you want to watch PlaySchool'. If you say, for instance, 'Are there some balls at Nanna's?', when she has just been at Nanna's playing with balls, she will think about it briefly and then say (try to imagine this in a good Ocker accent) "Nooo..."

So I had a post all written (in my head) but instead of actually committing it to virtual paper I am going to bed. As my Facebook status says today, I am operating on less than two hours of (broken) sleep since midnight, and my brain is mush.