In "we are parents of the year!" news, we trained all the kids to fend for themselves after the age of four or so, at least before nine on a weekend, when we didn't have a baseball game or something else to do. Left the cereal where they could get at it, taught them how to work the remote, and got to sleep a little bit on weekends.
We take our sleep pretty seriously. And no children were harmed! But none of them were really early risers anyway. I think 7:30 is usually the earliest now for Sara, and she's more than happy to amuse herself till nine.
I was a wackadoo early to bed, early to rise child -- like, my parents never had to give me a bedtime, and I generally woke up before sunrise. So the rule was that I had to stay in my room until my parents' alarm went off at 7 on weekdays. (I don't remember what the story was on the weekends.)
HKF responded to our statement that weekends should be different with a Maggie Smith / Downton Abbey "What is a... 'week-end'?" look.
Have you looked here
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Yeah, remember on Friday I was all about emigrating to Berlin? Today, mr. flea got a rejection email about that job, and an email inviting him on a second interview in Dublin with IBM (which presumably knows how to move people internationally, at least). I hate the job-search rollercoaster.
Well, yay second interview, flea? Dublin would have the advantage also of being able to speak the language (at least mostly)! :)
Smonster's suggestion found me a place near here, -t, but thanks.
I think the new VW Beetle could easily be made to look like the red Angry Bird.
