These hooligans have rallied together again.
Not only waking at this un-godly hour but like full on AWAKE,
like there is no chance of you getting any more sleep.... awake.
Like "I have peanut butter toast, Mama" "I have milk, Mama", "I have vit-a-mins, Mama"
"I watch motorcycles, Mama"...... awake.
The best is when Oliver comes flying into the bedroom (at 5 am) and asks "Where's Georgie?" only to answer his own question (at the top of his lungs) "There she is, she's in the crib, she's sleeeeeping. SHHHHHHHHH!" Yes, there she is and she's not sleeping anymore.
Good times and lots of coffee.
Sorry for the poor photo quality but let's face it, photos shouldn't even be taken at this hour!
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