The dogs called. They want me to go back to sleep!
The problem is that we are taking care of our friend's wee ones, including a sleep-over last night. And there's the rub. Into bed early means, go figure, out of bed early.
Delta is lying on her bed, cracking some pretty big yawns. She is just as used to getting up at 7:00 on a Saturday morning. She's monitoring play-time now.
At least the older sister was adamant about doing her homework immediately. Let's see if that habit is still in place in 10 years! :-)
Their mom was able to have a quiet night, which is a good thing for a woman wading through the 'stuff' she's had lately. We're glad to help out. Even if it means I'm up far too early for a weekend off!