Thank God for Saturday morning lying.
So, why the fuck did my children feel the need to wake me up at 5.45 am, demanding their breakfast!
My kids aren’t stupid children, their devious little fuckers.
They knew I’d shout at them if they actually woke me up, so they engineered an evil plan ( something they do regually)!
They decided to play with the dog outside my bedroom door, make him growl and excite him enough so that he hopped about like some sort of retard bunny!
Trust me, when you have a 10 stone Rottweiler jumping up and down off your bed. It doesn’t matter if its 5 o’clock in the morning or 10 o’clock in the morning. Its time to get up!
Evil kids 1 , sleeping Mum nil….