When I found Q3 had blissfully fallen asleep during quiet time, I thought I was doing C4 a favor by telling her she could put her laundry away and then come downstairs.

She seemed excited, but half-way through putting her laundry away, she decided to see if Q3 had woken up (after she'd just asked me and I'd confirmed that Q3 had Conked OUT!). So she ran out into the hall and into Q3's room, me screaming up after her Don't Go In Q3's Room! Get Out! Don't Slam That Door!

Of course, Q3 woke up from her much needed nap. I'm p.o.'d and C4 lost the oppportunity to come downstairs for a while.