We commonly get up late on the weekend. I have only just now finished cleaning up and come to my computer where I am writing this post.
However, when I knocked on Katie's bedroom door and then opened it to suggest that it was time to get up and go get lunch, I found her with her head face down at the foot of the bed, which was followed by a moan.
"Yes, and it's twenty to twelve. Time to get up and get lunch."
My older girl is still a night owl...