The Lost Lie-In

Back in the our pre-baby days, the missus and I were fond of the weekend lie-in. Not having an alarm going off at an ungodly hour on a Saturday and Sunday morning was bliss. I even bought a super-duper alarm clock that could be programmed to go off Monday to Friday, but skip Saturday and Sunday, so that you didn't have to reset it for the weekend.

But how all that has changed. Because we live out in the sticks now, we have to get up earlier. The weekday morning ritual in our house starts at 5.30, and by the time we have everyone sorted out, we're all out the door by 7.20 or so.

The little 'un is now used to the idea of getting up at around 6.30. Too used to it in fact. Unlike our super duper alarm clock, she can't be programmed to differentiate between a weekday morning and a weekend morning. Nor does she have a snooze button. So weekend lie-ins are now a thing of the past.

Last Saturday she slept on for the first time in ages, and didn't wake us till about 7.45. A year ago, waking up at 7.45 on a Saturday morning would have been considered the middle of the night. Now it's a lie-in.

And as I am writing about my daughter, I feel obliged to post a cute pic.

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