7:16 AM

The girls had a rough start to the night, with a lot of inconsolable-sounding crying that ended up being consolable.

Then, at 3 AM Selby the cat banged on the lounge-room door (the cats are locked in there at night so they don't walk on our heads) because she was THIRSTY. I ask you.

A few times Hazel shouted in the night, but she always went back to sleep by herself.

Trudi left for work at 6 AM.

I dozed for a while, waiting for the girls to wake up. Usually 6:20.

At 7:16 AM I finally heard a convincing shout from the girls. They were awake and perky, ready to start their day.

This is a record, I think. Sometimes one or the other sleeps past 7 if she has had a terrible night, or if she is sick, but there was none of that last night. I am not holding out any hope that it will happen again this year.