Sunday Morning

It's 5:07 on Sunday morning and apparently it's my 'up' time! F1 is sleeping soundly but Z2 is up up up and ready to go. HOW?? After a dynamic performance at Grandpa's yesterday involving scaling gravel mounds, building pipe towers, terrorising the dogs and giving mum and dad a thrashing in a game of soccer I was naively anticipating a sleep in until at least 7.