4am

I'm awake, I've been out already even. I have to drop my hubby off at the train station for a 6am start. That requires getting all 3 kids out of bed and into the car then trying to convince them sleeping is still a good plan when we get home again. The younger one buys it but the older two have issues, they'd rather stay up and watch tv, of course they'd miss the state of origin tonight if they did that.

I hate football, but of course with 3 sons and a hubby I get outvoted state of origin night, although to be fair during the rest of the year they only insist on watching games that have 'their' teams in them. It's ok I enjoy watching them have fun and making them footie food's. Even after eleven years it makes my hubby smile when I bring him a big pie on footie nights and tell him to dig in. My son's on the other hand believe that on footie nights all food must be eaten by hand, never again will I serve spag bog on footie night hehe.