Heads or Tails...

Mr J and I have a night out tomorrow and have just tossed a coin to decide who's going to get up with the kids on Sunday morning. I lost, but when I think about it, it doesn't really make much difference. Compare Scenario 'A' and Scenario 'B' below, and see what you think.

Scenario 'A' - I get up with the kids

6:02am: Littlest J wakes up and starts shouting very loudly, waking up the rest of us.
6:07am: I drag myself out of bed, rescue her from her cot and take her downstairs, collecting Little J on the way.

6:07am - 10 am: I feed and water the kids, plonk them in front of the tv, feel guilty and turn it off again, do 16 jigsaws, turn the tv back on again. Check my emails. Do the washing up. Feed the kids again. Get us all dressed.

Sometime after this: Mr J comes downstairs, feeling refreshed (possibly whistling).

Scenario 'B' - Mr J gets up with the kids

6:02am: Littlest J wakes up and starts shouting very loudly, waking up the rest of us.
6:25am: Mr J mumbles from under his pillow that he's "not going to pander to her". My head throbs.
6:30am: Littlest J goes back to sleep.
6.33am: Littlest J wakes up. She's very cross.
6:35am: Mr J gets up. I am now wide awake.
6:45am: I try to drown out the noise from downstairs. The sound of my children laughing and shrieking as their daddy tickles them and chases them around the house is not adorable before 7am.
7:02am: I drag myself out of bed, feed and water the kids, etc (see Scenario 'A' above).

Get the picture?