Our nephew decided last night that he wanted to stop at our house. It was a bit of a surprise because he never normally wants to sleep anywhere except in his own bed. We put him to sleep and then watched that Eddie Murphy film on BBC1 later and ended up getting to bed around 1.45am.
This perhaps was not a good idea, because at 6AM we were up. This, apparently, is classed as “morning”. 6AM? 6AM?
Still, it’s good fun. This is what happens when you combine a 3 year old with a cat basket / hut. :)