Morning is broken (like a record).

Up at Dawn's crack. Somebody has started swimming training, good grief!No point crying over spilt cornies.

I was repeating myself a lot this morning.

Pick up your jamies, pick up your jamies, pick up your jamies.

(Sometimes I mix it up a bit.)

Put on your sun screen. Have you got sunscreen? Would you like me to help you with sun screen?

(Mostly I don't bother.)

Put on your undies. Put on your undies. Put on your undies...Beuller?

This is what they hear.