11pm - fall into bed and start snoring.
4am - wake up with whistley/bubbly lungs (must be better at using nasal spray to help stop this)
4:15 am - Torby cries out because he's clonked his nose on a toy. Get out of bed, go deal with that, lie back down and curse at lungs for not behaving.
4:25am - Torby cries out because his blankets are crooked. Go deal with this, lie back down, cough some more to make lungnoise stop.
4:45am - Torby cries out that he needs our help. Send Nw in to deal with him as you have finally found perfect position and are finally drifting back off again.
5:10am - Torby comes in to the room complaining that his 'busy' (the laptop) is gone. Tell him it's still sleep-time and to come lie down. He climbs into bed and starts whinging and jiggling and telling me to shush when I start coughing.
5:20am - crawl out of bed to go have shower and resist urge to sell child to the gypsies.
5:30am - emerge from shower, rescue Torby from Nw packing him off to the gypsies.
6am - finish breakfast and getting dressed, succesfully avoid dialling the gypsies.
6:14am - Torby turns the cuteness on just in time for me to stagger out the door to go to work.
7:15am - first of many cups of coffee for the day hits my system, world becomes slightly less fuzzy.
It's going to be a looong looong day.