Sophia detests naps so much that she can't admit to having taken one even while rubbing her sleepy eyes open as we're pulling into the driveway:
Me: Did you have a nice N-A-P?
Sophia: I wasn't napping.
Laura: You were napping for about an hour.
Sophia: No, I wasn't!
Laura: What were you doing then?
Sophia: I was just, uhhh, spacing...
(Yeah, spacing like an astronaut in hypersleep ; )