Wakey, wakey! (part 2)

Yesterday Emily had a new tactic for a wake-up call. This time as there was no hair brush to hand (see Wakey, wakey!) she adopted some form of WWF approach!

This method involved throwing herself over me and at me - from one side to the other.  We don't watch wrestling so I don't know where she has learnt this - maybe it's genetic?

Well, I was employing the possum tactic/defence (play dead - or very asleep), but she saw round this and won the bout with a nice coup de grace - she ambled over and sat on my face. Well, a nappy that's been pee'd in all night strategically placed over the nose and mouth well get anyone moving....