Sleepy head

This morning we had a lovely example of sleepy teenage syndrome (our own terminology – well I haven’t checked it out so maybe others also refer to it as that!). Despite having already been woken once, D was sound asleep again. And it was ten to eight. So I was a little more persistent the second time round and left him making his bed (rather grandiose way of saying ‘spread out the duvet nicely and lay the other blanket on top’). At 8 o’clock D still hadn’t appeared for his rice crispies, so I ventured back up stairs. There he was, sound asleep, snug as a bug, in his freshly made, beautifully straightened out bed!