One can wish, right?


A crappy sleep, woke up feeling extemely tired, quite possibly because it was 5.23am and way before my Get Out of Bed Time. And it involved much smacking in face by toddler who refused to accept that normal people are still alseep at this hour and I consider myself extremely normal in this case.

Godzilla awoke, early and far too cheery as usual, Monkey Boy was, as per normal, unable to cope with levels of cheeriness and morning in general and much arguing ensued over who was breathing whose air, or, quite possible, who was breathing in more air than the other and who was entitled to more given their age/size/ability to be arsehead.

(OK I added that last bit about arseheads)

Had minor tantrum about the daily

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