I've just finished a run of nights and have spent a reasonable part of the day in bed. DH came home early (lucky him 
) and stuck his head round the door. DCat and I were slowly stirring which is clearly a sign that I want to be fucking talked to
Ten minutes later DS rocks up from school, also brimming with tales and anecdotes that obviously cannot wait until my eyes are properly open.
So far I've heard about a terrible job DH had this morning, the traffic on the bypass, an update on a friends tree works, seen a couple of fucking pointless FB videos, learnt exactly why athletics was cancelled, been reminded yet again what time the school trip leaves in the morning and had a (admittedly fairly entertaining) horrorstruck recital of today's sex-ed lesson- they've been home about twenty minutes in total
Now DH is snoozing all those FB videos would wear anybody out DS has buggered off to his Xbox and DCat has had the common sense to leg it somewhere quieter to wake up slowly while I'm wide awake
WIBU to bound in to their bedrooms in the early morning on my return home? I'm sure I could muster up at least half a dozen tales of huge importance if I put my mind to it. I could then disappear to my own devices while they contemplate what the hell happened to their peaceful snooze 